The Wild Rumpus

Although I technically made up with the Hot Mess, things just aren’t the same.  How can someone like the Hot Mess keep out the sadness? Girls like her can’t. By their very nature, a Hot Mess is kind of like a hurricane: unpredictable and ultimately destructive. I’m attracted to girls like the Hot Mess for [...]

Will You Keep Out All the Sadness?

I’m back in Hawaii, back to work, and all I want to do is escape back to LA.  I almost feel like I’ve just returned from this important and self-exploratory journey, with a renewed sense of my place in the world. LA for me has been this magical experience, reminding me of all the unjaded [...]

This is Why You’re the Hot Mess

I bought the Hot Mess a little souvenir from Seattle. Nothing fancy, just one of those vinyl blind box toys from Urban Outfitters. “Can I see you today?” I asked, using my shoulder to press my phone against my ear while I silently ordered a bagel at this small coffee shop near the office. “How [...]

“I Just Miss You. And I’m Drunk.”

I know Seattle isn’t as rainy as everyone thinks it is, but damn, it’s been rainy since I’ve been here.  The other night while changing in to pajamas the lightning crackled through the sky and the thunder roared so loud even my dogs were startled. It’s weird to be suddenly lifted from my life in [...]

Needed to Get Away for a While

This week I’m writing from rainy Seattle. My apologies for not mentioning it sooner, it was a last minute idea to come here to visit my parents. Two days before coming here, the Hot Mess called me and asked if I wanted to grab a drink after work.  “We can drink on the beach near [...]

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