You’re In My Spot
A Sheldon-level meltdown over a stolen classroom seat, plus the parking spot rage waiting for me back at the apartment.
No Shit Sherlock Award
Today's recipient of the No Shit, Sherlock award. They are awarded for Excellence in Detecting the Obvious...
Grab Your Emotional Baggage – It’s Time for a Guilt Trip!
My son asked why I don't cook at home anymore. I had three hypotheses: post-divorce rebellion, depression, or all of the above. Pack your emotional baggage it's time for a guilt trip. Let's go!
Be Still My Traitorous Heart
A classmate walked into my office and my brain stopped functioning entirely. I'm a grown ass woman. He's just a dude. My limbic system apparently did not get the memo.
Enjoy the Silence
Some people do not know how to enjoy companionable silence, and therefore feel that every moment should be filled with noise, or in this case, talking. I never appreciated the relative silence of my commute until today.
