awkward

Upon opening my eyes, I realize I’m not in my own bed.  Worse off, I realize how badly I need to fart.  FUCK.  I definitely ate something [Read More]

Pulling up to Beach Blender's place, I let him get into the car and direct me to the best parking spot; LA street parking is no fucking joke man [Read More]

After spending the past two weeks playing phone and text-tag with one another, Mr. Hollywood and I had agreed to finally meet up for a nightly [Read More]

After meandering around Hollywood on a Wednesday night, searching aimlessly for an awesome FREE time, my brother, sister, and I finally settled [Read More]

Too wide awake to sleep, Mr. Hollywood and I spend the next twenty minutes gulping down water and laying up in bed talking.  Both on our sides [Read More]

After setting up three little lines on a free table in his room, Mr. Hollywood hands over two cut straws to Serenity and me, insisting that, [Read More]

The cab pulling up to Mr. Hollywood's, I step outside and see that we've stopped in front of a gated house.  I had no idea people in Hollywood [Read More]

It’s been awhile since I’ve gotten laid and at this point I’m ready to just settle for calling in the reserves: creepy weirdos [Read More]

Returning home from work just now, wearing a black and white flowing sundress and 5-inch black peep-toe stilettos, I wearily dragged my ass over [Read More]