Laboring to be a Buzz Kill
Holiday weekends and crowds go hand in hand. I don’t care for crowds, but I don’t avoid them either. If I know I’m going somewhere on a holiday weekend, it is safe to assume that everyone else will too, so I plan for it. This past Labor Day, the day started with rain, which meant indoor activities like the cinema were going to be packed… anyone who expected different was smoking crack.
Alcohol, Cocktails and Other Adult Band-aids
On drinking as a coping mechanism to get through evenings with mr horrible, waiting for the divorce to be final.
Who’s going to comfort me?
Faced with a difficult decision, I lament not having someone else to lean on. Who will comfort me when I have to keep it together?
Hey, mr horrible, You Suck.
He called the kids and spent the entire call criticizing how they spent their weekend. They didn't have a problem with it until he opened his mouth. Hey mr horrible, you suck.
Fuck Father’s Day
Father's Day used to mean something. But when the father of your children is a douchebag, what is there to celebrate? Not all men make good fathers.
