Soppho

Yesterday, Y Chromosome and I were sitting on my couch in our skivvies, drinking out of my cocktail recipe glass. I was showing him Cliche Kitty, which one of our friends used to have hanging in his bathroom (right over where the toilet paper would be, if ever he had some in stock), when there [...]

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I love self-undermining vandalism; it saves me so much time.
But this is still my very favorite.

I feel like saying you have a blog has become the most cliched thing to which you could ever possibly admit. My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose suddenly appears blindingly novel. What’s that? Now you’re telling me that blood is thicker than water? Astounding!
What could possibly be more overdone than blogging?
Only this: Wearing [...]