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 […]

I’m In Love & Shit


We were lying down on the twin-sized mattress she claimed as a bed in the loft space she shared with two other roommates. Our bodies were on top of a bizarre dinosaur themed quilt she’d picked up second hand years ago and insisted on carting along with her on her travels. I couldn’t help thinking […]

A Letter To Myself, Part Duex


Almost a year ago, at the dawn of my reemergence into the great Beehive State – I wrote a blog entry that was entitled: “An Open Letter to Myself.” In this letter I not only offered up advice to yours truly that I’m sure as shit I didn’t take; but I also challenged myself about […]

The Year Of The Horse


I had woken up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday. Better yet, I had thrown an existential temper tantrum that involved knocking some of my crystal collection and a bundle of sage off my nightstand, and then openly cursed my framed print that sat in simplicity and reminded me on the daily: “The […]

The Past And The Pending


The other day, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Okay, well since I don’t share a bed with anyone you could argue that my bed doesn’t have “sides” and this excuse for a melancholy day is trite and unreasonable. To you I have one thing to say: stop interrupting me when […]