Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I don’t know if this was a Gremlin law, but I’m pretty sure the deal was that you shouldn’t get a Gremlin wet or they start multiplying, fat balls of fur flying across the room like ping-pong balls projected from…

Never post drunken photos: you’ll hate yourself (even more) come morning
All I’m gonna say is there was talk of the finger up the arse maneuver. It’s a shame that I can never quite stick to the “all” part of…

This post is about packages. The kind you give and the kind you receive. The one for which you sometimes buy silk boxers, mostly out of guilt after purchasing one thing too many on an "I’m just browsing" day. So,…

I’ll never get it out, all the feelings I have.
I’ll never get them to you in a way you understand
I’ll never know how to say it in a way that won’t make you grieve
Because the second that…

I’m still in my pajamas. I’ve spent the entire day cleaning out the beans’ room, making way for their "big boy" & "big girl" beds, creating two individualized headboards, quite sure I was more excited than they about their emancipation…

What would I say, if I could, to my younger self?  You know, if we went for drinks at a Mexican joint, and I began a sentence with, "Okay, there’s something you should know…" what would follow?  It’s easy to…

What could you possibly hate about a new relationship? No, no, besides all the times the check arrives. No, aside from the meeting of families, or the friends of his who are still friends (and huge admirers) of the her…

What if‘s get us in trouble. It doesn’t matter how noble our intentions, how playful we are, at the end of it all, "what if" is just another way of saying, "Maybe I chose wrong." Or, "Maybe you chose wrong."…