The Time I Left Sayulita & Moved Into A Trailer


Since we’ve already referenced my vagina once in this series, I’m going to let you know last week I got my period, and exclaimed: “This is impossible, it hasn’t been a month since Mexico!” Then I realized that it had been, and it was time to wrap this up in a vomit soaked little bow […]

Let It (Fucking) Go


There is a fissure somewhere deep inside me as of late, with slow moving lava spilling through my cracks and igniting me. This is a fitting analogy as I’m a fire sign, and a triple fire sign at that. At my birthday one year, my friend Jenica let me know this and I’ll never forget […]

What Is This Life, Part Deux


The other week so many cosmic clusterfucks happened that I couldn’t help but to stop and expel one of my favorite questions out loud to exactly no one at all: “What IS this life?” Nearly two years ago, in this very same blog, I pondered that profound inquiry (read that entry here) I was 27-years-young […]