There are many places in Manhattan where men get jerked off on rubber couches after their body massages for around 80 bucks. In conversations with friends, they mimic a scale, their hands outstretched in front of them, “Let’s see, pay…
Continue reading...29. September 2004
in my birthday suit right now, watching Linus chase the best toy I ever could have found: a fly. He’s chasing it around the apartment, his little cleats click on my hardwood floors, and I’m laughing into a cry. I…
Continue reading...27. September 2004
It’s worth waiting for it sometimes… and Moose is among that list of "sometimes."
Continue reading...27. September 2004
I’m Miss Piggy. I realized it yesterday when I was in bed with Linus watching those Muppets take over this city. Part of me believes that Candice Bushnell created some of her Sex & The City characters based off some…
Continue reading...26. September 2004
I despise sunny days in the city, especially near this crapass park. I should move to the West Village, so I can shop and get drunk on filthy martinis while I’m outdoors. I need to move. Being anywhere near a…
Continue reading...24. September 2004
I’m exhausted. Thank god I get to atone tonight; I’m tired of eating anyway. I’ve gone out every night this week to cover the Premiere of A Dirty Shame, Sony’s Qualia private event, a Gen Art bash at…
Continue reading...23. September 2004
I want to talk about this “more than 4 million women have used this” birth control patch. First off, in the commercials, with the models skimming over the “heart attack stroke warnings” the patch is clean and neat, like a…
Continue reading...23. September 2004
I’m better at dating people I don’t really like. As soon as I like someone, I become some girl I don’t even know, one who suddenly likes pink and prefers ruffles to contemporary clean lines. I wonder if those that…
Continue reading...21. September 2004
I’d like to tell you it all began with the elbows. Really it began with the forced smiles and tilted brows. “Sweetheart, you better watch out. These photographers, not me, but these photographers can be ruthless.” “Well my nails my…
Continue reading...21. September 2004
I’ve already told you I’m lazy; I let my dog shite on the floor. So let’s start here today. For starters, I’d like to know who actually takes the time to write suggestions and fold them into squares. Then feed…
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30. September 2004
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