Crabs??

Something weird is going on with me and crustaceans. Something visceral. Yesterday I was convinced that my bathroom smelled like freshly-shucked oysters, and last night I had several bizarre dreams about crabs. First, I dreamt that one of my close friends had genital crabs and was kind of peeved, but not really all that upset […]

Denial: it’s not just for breakfast anymore

Crap. I think I’ve lost my house keys. Or rather, I can’t admit to myself that I have, almost certainly, lost my house keys. This is more than a little inconvenient, given that I have to move my belongings into said house for which I have no keys tomorrow morning, when nobody will be home […]