Chatty Cathies are annoying as fuck, and because it’s Wednesday, in my world that means they’re also toolbags. Especially when, say, you’re trying to write a newsletter article on deadline (that maybe your boss is gunning to get his hands on so he can rewrite) and you can’t keep your train of thought for more [...]
I want to write about a lot of things these days, but I don’t seem able. Instead, each time I begin to write, my sentences flounder, erupt into ellipses, drop off altogether. My mind wanders mid-paragraph from what I want to write to what I can’t get out of my head. To the very thing [...]
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Maybe I’ve spent too much time with older men. Or maybe I have really unrealistic expectations. Or maybe I’m just a jaded bitch and am about to write an incredibly mean and unfair post. The thing is, I’m simply used to more straight-up patterns of flirtation. That’s why today’s Toolbag award goes to the 25-going-on-20-year-old-Guppy [...]
So I was talking about London the other day during lunch with a mixed group of my co-workers, and happened to mention something about Goodge Street. At which point, I saw one of the younger girls seize up in shock and dismay that I would utter such a word so nonchalantly.“Did you just say what [...]
From time to time if a man approaches me, or pursues me if you will, I’ll brush off his unwanted advances with the “little white lie” of my already being engaged. It’s an age old trick I quickly acquired in college and has stuck over the years. In a pinch, my self-purchased right-hand ring has [...]
For whatever reason, March was a banner month for toolbag encounters in my world, so I’ve decided to share the wealth each Wednesday when all this toolbaggery tended to occur (i.e., “What a toolbag…oh, well of course…it’s Wednesday).For example, March’s toolbags would have included Elliot Spitzer for obvious reasons, the Texas men’s basketball team for [...]
