Too late! I already quit.
I always know when a relationship is doomed. Back in 2013, it was when...
On waging war with the neighbors
Bad neighbors – we’ve all had them. When you’re forced to live alongside one,...
Making a Home in Harlem
In 2011, I typed the words “top floor” and “quiet” into the housing section...
I quit my job… and everything is going to be fine.
A few weeks ago, my mother complained that Dr. Socks – the cat she...
My bad dates are worse than yours
There’s nothing like a bad date story to bring people together. After posting my...
Reminder: Sometimes Single Aint So Bad
It’s time for a dating update. You may ask, “How can there be an...
A Year’s Worth of Advice.
My how time flies – Advice I Needed Yesterday is one! From my very...
Advice to Runners: Stop Being Terrible
What would you do if a man tripped and fell directly in your path...
I Believe in Signs (Part 2)
Earlier this summer, I pitched a fit when my aunt suggested that I change...
A bad case of desk-sickness
I once worked with Ginny, a middle-aged woman with a thick Long Island accent and...