I’m so sick of talking about being single, but I can’t help it because I’m still single. And I’m okay with it (most of the time)! I swear. Mostly.

I spent Valentine’s Day alone. Yeah, so? It was only because I had plans with Whitney Houston. They suddenly fell through. It is so strange that so many people think staying alone on Valentine’s Day is not cool. I got so many offers from friends who wanted to pull me out of my house and [...]

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Virginians are very specific.

LA is big. It’s all spread out, and some people refuse to go from one side to the other. It’s a maze of anonymity. I’m in a cafe right now surrounded by laptops. Clicking and more clicking. Nobody looks up. We’re all the same, but we don’t even notice each other. I did one of [...]

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I blame the curtains!

Thanks to everyone who supported me last week in my existential crisis. My feelings had been boiling over, and I needed to write them all out. I feel much better now that I’ve pissed my feelings all over. On friends, on strangers and on possible job recruiters who will never ever call me. Aaaaahhhhh. Much, [...]

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I know I say that humans are funny, but now I’m not sure if they’re humans.

A few weeks ago, I published an article on Tiny Buddha, an online magazine for spiritual enthusiasts. It was an old blog post that I sent in for fun. The editor edited out a few jokes (ugh, I hate when they do that), and put it up. Some people liked it. Some people didn’t. You [...]

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Alllmost!

My existential crisis is almost over. Allllmost. I can feel my questions coming to an end. Maybe. I still don’t know why I’m not a diving instructor in the Dominican Republic or a sherpa in Peru. Maybe because my ears can’t handle it. Maybe because I like sea level. Why am I in Venice? I [...]

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