That's the term I hear for people that don't drink but partake in the devil's lettuce, as I'm prone to call it because I am a giant dork who wasn't offered pot until I got to college. It seems a little too cavalier for my particular situation, but I don't have a better term and am bad at naming things (see: my cat Ramon and her brother Potato, whose full name was Squanto of the High Plains.) When I first talked to a college friend who hadn't known I was sick, she was approp

Turns out, not starting your day watching videos of people getting ripped from their cars and pepper sprayed in the face was a great idea. I slept straight through the night last night for the first time in months. It feels as if in just making that decision, that no, I'm not going to look to social media to structure my day and thoughts, that my brain went YES finally let's do the things we've been wanting to do. Today I woke up and when my hands went to the phone, I stopp

I am just so tired. I am so tired of all of it. I used to love Facebook. And maybe this will end up sounding like the ramblings of a perimenopausal woman who's simply had it and misses the good old days, but goddamn. Facebook used to be fun. Remember? When it was just.... neat? A way to catch up with old friends you'd otherwise never hear from again, watch friend's babies grow up in real time in a way that just never used to be possible. I look at old FB posts now, abo

Seems the fuck-your-feelings crowd sure has a lot of feelings about 7 million people peacefully protesting without incident yesterday, doesn't it? It's almost like they wanted cities in the country they profess to love to explode into violence. So weird. Anyway. This isn't for them. This is for those of you who, whether you marched or not, watched yesterday with a glimmer of if not hope, some grim satisfaction that we are not giving up. If you, like me, were standing among th

eat more protein. stay under 2000 calories. got to be over 2000 calories. eat vegan. save the whales. save the planet. flexibility is the most important thing as we age. don't forget the collagen, your face is collapsing. this bra really will help. this concealer really does work. try this move every day to finally be free of belly fat. do these ten exercises every morning to increase mobility, the most important thing as we age. stay away from dairy. oat milk is the dir

I am working on trying to not overexplain everything, or to set up a story in such detail that no one wants to hear it by the time I start. I'm breaking that rule on post two because this is a touch of a heavy one. This post is about the booze, and the mess, and being an alcoholic, and I need to make a few things very, crystal, perfectly clear: This post is not a knock on AA. If you are struggling with addiction, that is the first place I would direct you to, and I know a

It is a tough time to be a human, friends. There are days where I feel like I want to scream and rage and yell and hurl petty insults...