In which there’s so much going on that it’s totally like there ain’t nothin’ goin’ on. Know what I mean? I’d like to write something brilliant and witty today. But I’m not going to, because I’m currently one of those useless, in-a-new-relationship, cheesy, goofy, drippy, self-absorbed peeps who can’t think about anything other than her […]
In which I unstress about the relationship between my dog and my grandmother. Bindu is fat and listless and can’t finish an entire dog walk around the perimeter of two city blocks. Her belly’s bloated. Her nose is dry and she’s tired all the time. She’s clearly not feeling well. The week Grandma was out […]
