UGH!!! I thought this series could have ended with part 2. But apparently not. So this is going to be a huge rant. If you’re not in the mood for a rant today, just by-pass this. I won’t be upset. Continue reading
Yesterday I wrote all about the first time I was asked out by a guy, in person, in real life, and how all that went down. Today, I want to talk about another first. Well, actually, there are going to be a few firsts in this post. Continue reading
I’ve been absent for a few days, and this is why. Continue reading
Dearest Giggling Fatties. Drop whatever you are doing this instant and read this. Drinks included. Don’t even have a drink beside you to tempt you.
Hey big momma!
I see you girlfriend. Rest assured, the world sees you! You had a point to make, and listen honey- lord knows you’re out here making your fucking point. You’re one big, bad, crazy, scary bitch, I gotta give it to you! We are impressed, to say the least. Everyone is out here hating on you- ruthlessly calling you “catastrophic”…”destructive”…”devastating” and then there’s all this non-sense fat-shaming stuff! Ouch. Brutal.
Read the rest: Dear Irma;
Let’s jump forward 2.5 years to teacher’s college. Continue reading
I think it’s only customary that each September, anyone who has ever had to move out for school and have roommates, is faced with a few days of flashbacks to horrible roommates. Continue reading