Almost every time I look at the clock, it says 9:11. Every single day, sometimes twice a day, I see this number. As if I would ever forget. I will NEVER forget.
From the Grammar Diva who has a fondness for phobias, here are some entertaining ones that may ruin your social season. FEAR OF… Alcohol – methyphobia [Understandable, just don’t hang out with me.] Anything New – neophobia [Change is always hard.] Church – ecclesiophobia [The structure will not hurt you unless it collapses on you.]Continue reading “The Fear Of…”
My current truth. Lyrics here for reference. Thanks @nicki_lo for introducing me to all of @sarabareilles. I would have forgotten the music of that night if you didn’t cover this song like a boss. Ed. update: And was reminded how much I love you singing this song when you did a late night cover 11/6/16.
Welcome to the UES, where old money gents are mellow yet insecure because they didn’t earn it themselves, or, even worse, it is from their wife’s side of the family and hurts their di(ck)nity. Moving down to other generations, like mine, which I think have a slightly better grasp of the real world, I amContinue reading “…And you MUST have four names”
I picked up my clean and perfectly folded laundry this evening from “panty-man” (my name for Felix) and he informed me that he packaged my belongings in a new bag because mine (my Kent School laundry bag) was “falling apart,” and “Gia, no charge but that one is just…done; it’s not working out for you.” ButContinue reading “RIP, Laundry Bag”
The popular (senior) boys in high school were called The Crunchies. They were a mix of highly preppy, privileged stoners with major sideburns and long hair, though this was not the seventies, just 1998. They listened to The Grateful Dead, Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Cream (and Eric Clapton on his own), and developedContinue reading “The Crunchies”
It’s hard to keep everybody’s secrets, but I am loyal and have only spilled when the confiding person threw a number on me. Imagine not speaking to a soul about what you know. An abortion or secret love child from an affair (so many with infidelity scenarios), a reputation-harming fetish or sickness, the cheating on aContinue reading “Keeping Secrets”
Nail Polishes have increasingly clever names since the dawn of creatively naming colors. Head Mistress Size Matters Starter Wife Shattered Souls Topless & Barefoot Whack Naughty Nautical No More Waity Katie Teal The Cows Come Home Limo-Scene Turquoise & Caicos Good Man-darin is Hard to Find Haute in the Heat Swagger Like Us Tart WithContinue reading “Nail Polish Colors”
I remember my mother telling me about a former friend of hers who said, “If only I get that new Mercedes, I’ll be happy;” “When I get that mink fur coat, I’ll be happy.” The thing was, she got those things and countless others, and was never happy. When it came to materialistic things, sheContinue reading “What Will It Take To Make You Happy?”
OK, my life is not as dark or extreme, but it’s hard to be #charmingasfuck all of the time.