Beautiful Mess
I penned the following essay a few years ago: Sharon emailed me today. She was full of praise for an essay I read her. She told me told me how cool it was that I let her laugh at how twisted it was, and she thought, that’s my great friend, she’s genius and such…
Loving Life
So, I’m still trying to figure out exactly the direction this blog should go. I’m not a very linear person and yet I feel like there should be some kind of master plan with regards to how I present myself to the world. Since I haven’t come up with how best to do that, I’ll…
There are Definite Advantages to Life in a Mental Institution
First of all, they bring you food. OK, technically I had to walk to the dumbwaiter in the hall, (I love being able to use the word dumbwaiter!) but still, it was pretty convenient. I could even request vegetarian and they’d do it. Although I was upset the day my menu card said Welsh Rabbit. Who the…
I make all my best decisions while watching Grease
I love the movie Grease. I always have. I saw it for the first time with my sister, my cousin, Kelly, and my I-was-too-young-to-know-I-shouldn’t-have-a-crush-on-my-super cute, cool, older cousin, Brad. That they took us to any movie bode well for how much I would love it. The music was great, as were the performances, and I…
I Was More Beautiful in Greece
I was more beautiful in Greece than I am in the plastic surgery soaked streets of L.A. In Greece men sang to me on the street. Of course these were the same men that repeatedly said “vissia” when I passed which translates to ”nipple,” but really means “nice tits,” but they were men, and they…