Last week I wrote this:

Exhaustion + Stress + Pushing Too Hard + CRAMPS + Did I Eat Something I Shouldn’t? = 1 ½ Sick Days for Me.

I should have stayed home Monday through Wednesday this week but I couldn’t bring myself to leave the burden of work on someone else.

Over the last few months, I’ve spent more time crying on my boyfriend’s shoulder, saying “oh, fuck it” about eating healthy, and waking up in the middle of the night worried about work than anyone should ever have … Read More

Imported.

Yeah, but from where?

I love online shopping but I’ve been stopped in my tracks lately when I see “Imported” in the description.

I want to know where it came from. I want to know who made it. I want to know that it wasn’t one of the 900 people who died in the factory collapse two weeks ago. I want to know that it was not one of the 9 people who died in the factory fire today.

It’s not even the collapse of the factory in Bangladesh … Read More

“So, basically you’re getting a TV antenna installed in your uterus.”

“Yeah, pretty much. But hey, you’ll always have good reception around me.”

“Or you’ll interfere with my cell phone internets.”

“Whatevs.”

My TV Antenna

My New TV Antenna Nestled Snugly In My Uterus

As I popped two Vicodin and tried to finish a tiny last bit of work, I got the text that the boyfriend was outside my office building to pick me up. After getting caught twice with questions from coworkers as I was running out the door, I jumped in … Read More