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On A Taxonomy of Ghosting

So real.

Posted on August 18, 2014 at 12:25 pm 0

On Hiking the Tetons

You are hilarious, thank you for writing this!

Posted on April 17, 2013 at 4:47 pm 1

On House of Baby Spice Cards

Freshly grateful we're experiencing a crop top renaissance.

Posted on April 16, 2013 at 11:02 am 2

On On Fear as the Mind-Killer

I feel like figuring out some version of this re: jealousy was probably the most important event of my mid-20s.

Posted on April 9, 2013 at 12:06 pm 2

On Alone in Bali

I really enjoyed Seating Arrangements, and this interview is so great. Thanks Maggie!

Posted on April 4, 2013 at 2:42 pm 0

On Friday Open Thread

@frenz.lo Dude that sounds rough as hell, BUT have fun at Leonard Cohen, don't think about the money, and thank you thank you thank you for fostering animals! You will have a great vacation. Should you ever make it out of Lost Creek. Just kidding, but what a name!

Posted on March 29, 2013 at 10:21 pm 0

On 'Pin Picks: Baker's Dozen, or Lucky Number 13

@Nicole Cliffe (Also that there have ALWAYS been Starkadders at Cold Comfort Farm but I'm stopping after this. Aaaaaaa. Cold Comfort Faaarm.)

Posted on March 29, 2013 at 12:20 pm 2

On 'Pin Picks: Baker's Dozen, or Lucky Number 13

I just need everyone to know that I saw something nasty in the woodshed.

Posted on March 29, 2013 at 12:10 pm 10

On Faking Orgasms for Fun (?) and Profit

@PatatasBravas Like I said, I go back and forth on Sugar. I was looking forward to reading Wild. I wanted to be a little emotionally jerked around by it. And I just felt NOTHING reading it! It wasn't boring exactly, just flat. I'm always surprised when people recommend it, because whatever people love about it completely missed me. And not just like, oh, I can see how this would work for someone, but it's not my taste. Like, nothing at all.

Posted on March 28, 2013 at 12:55 pm 0

On Faking Orgasms for Fun (?) and Profit

@MilesofMountains Oh honey baby. Oh my sweet slice of scrumptious shoofly pie. You gotta dig down deep in the rich, wet earth, deeper than you think you can, til you come up clutching something precious, something you won't want anyone else to see, something you can't bear to part with. And then you have to give that thing away. Without flinching. With a filthy, tarnished bravery you only just found.

I go back and forth on Sugar, but I know what you mean.

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