I’ve bunked with self proclaimed sex addicts, shared a dorm room with a hoarder, and put up with all manners of bull-shiggity in the name of cheap rent in the big city.
how not to be a dick
ihtm contest
Sometimes I look for new articles or new developments in the case. I scroll through the comments to where people speculate that they were out in the woods, “doing what teenagers do.” As if they got what they deserved. My blood boils.
vibrators
It is not until you find your vulva’s second-favorite buddy in a shared space, where you blatantly DID NOT LEAVE IT that you realize life hasn’t prepared you for such a moment.
sex
Her bedroom consisted of my chair, a mattress with sheets, a towel, a bottle of lotion and a bottle of lube. At different times I found lingerie, a Valentine’s Day stuffed animal, and a poorly written high-school assignment marked 70 percent.
friendship
We’re moving in together soon, and shining, unachievable beauty will become the norm. I’ll be the ugly one.
city life
In San Francisco, the average rent of a one-bedroom apartment is over $2,500 a month. Now that I'm getting a taste of that absurdity, at what point do I give up the ghost and just start working remotely from Small Town, USA?
clowns
They say bad things come in threes.
