Last Friday, a friend invited me to go see him play the banjolele (half banjo/half ukulele) at a jam session on the Upper East Side at 10 AM. Woof! Who has a jam session at 10 AM? Who has a banjolele?? Because I have a crush on him, I said yes. I’m so so so glad that… Read more »
About a year ago, I woke up with a very bad toothache. Because I don’t have health insurance, I went to a free clinic for members of Actors’ Equity. They referred me to a city university dental program, and that is where I met Dr. Raul. AHHHHHHHH! I regretted not showering beforehand. How could I… Read more »
I have been hanging out with a new dude, and the other night he invited me over to see his place for the first time. He promised crackers, cheese, and wine. I promised Bananagrams. I was really nervous on the train to Park Slope. Crackers and cheese! He sounded like a real man. When I arrived,… Read more »
Last week I went to Florida to see my parents, my big little brother, and my little big sister. After a week of arguing with the family and a whole lot of noise, I got on the plane back to New York City in hopes to read my new sexy book, Fifty Shades of Grey,… Read more »
A few years ago, on a lovely Saturday afternoon, I went for a sensible walk down Second Avenue in the East Village. It was a typical day in the neighborhood—I walked past a crack head peeing on himself, a circle of “homeless teenagers” that you know actually live in a penthouse with their parents on… Read more »
Every woman is looking for the perfect package: smart, funny, sensitive (but not in that weak, sad way). Not too long ago, I found a guy who seemed to fit the bill. We went on several dates that included lots of movies and sleepovers. Everything was going well except for one thing: we hadn’t had… Read more »
Last week, I almost threw in the towel. Between seeing my ex in my neighborhood 32 times, the St. Paddy’s Day Parade, and a mouse infestation, I thought I was done with New York. New York City? New York Shitty! This Big City Siren was ready to pack her bags and get the hell out…. Read more »
There are a few absolute life-changing moments for a woman: the birth of her children, her wedding day, and (most importantly) the moment she realizes she’s over her ex-boyfriend. Hallelujah! It’s that beautiful second when reality sinks in and you come to the realization that he was the one who was an absolute mess; that you are way… Read more »
Recently I met someone who lives really, really far away. On the other hand, he’s really, really awesome and super, super funny and very, very attractive and puts up with my ridiculous, ridiculous behavior and I think he secretly likes it. (At least, that’s what I tell myself morning, noon, and night). Plus, he’s a… Read more »
Well ladies, I found the answer to meeting men. It involves Milk-Bones, collars, and putting poop into little baggies. No, I am not talking about some weird new fetish, I’m talking about getting a dog. I spent this past weekend with my friend Miranda’s dog Claire, and although Claire couldn’t be less interested in me,… Read more »
