Flotsam

I mentioned briefly in my last post that my metformin side effects have returned. Boy howdy, have they ever. I am peeved by this for many reasons, one of which is that it seems cruel for side effects to disappear for six months and then reappear with the ferocity of a wolverine who hasn’t eaten […]

I didn’t accomplish much of value during my first two days as Lead Editor. My new boss was out of the office with an allergic reaction, which would have been fine (for me—not for my boss, who would probably have preferred less itching), except that no one had told me what to do, and I […]

As revealed to me during a recent trip to the mall:
Whosoever shall wear those which are not shorts, nor a skirt, but the unholy marriage of the twain, they shall be cast down from their high place into a pit of fire.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I do so […]

I spent an extra half hour in the bathroom yesterday morning, and not because I was applying extra mascara and trying to impart a non-whorish flush to my pasty cheeks.
Instead, I was crouching on the toilet holding the door closed with my foot, wondering what I could use as a weapon.
At six o’clock yesterday morning, […]