I have a to-do list. This is important because the existence of the list implies I know what I'm supposed to be doing. The tasks are wri...

Last week, we learned that steroids and my particular brand of neurospiciness are not necessarily what scientists would call an  ideal pairi...

Those of you who have been following the ongoing saga of  Genna Fucked Up Her Foot  may recall that I fractured the first metatarsal in my r...

I feel like I should begin with a disclaimer because Crystal and Jules both know where I live. This is not an attempt to determine whether m...

There are people who injure themselves and immediately become sensible. They rest. They elevate. They accept help. They look at the damaged ...

This week is trying to kill me. Not literally, presumably, although considering the current trajectory I’m not making any legally binding st...

There’s a particular kind of rage that comes from being triggered by someone who has real authority over you and knowing, in the moment, tha...