The question of whether or not I will soon become the world’s most single woman is always valid, but I find that my nonexistent relationship status tends to become more of a pressing issue around the same time every year: Valentine’s Day.
Walking into a restroom can sometimes be a risky gamble. You can either have a pleasant experience fully equipped with an attendant, or smell the foul odors courtesy of the person before you and the poor ventilation can knock you 10 steps back before you brace yourself and force you to hold your breath for […]
In what seems like one minute, you’re shouting the lyrics to every song of one of your favorite bands as you watch them perform live; the next you can’t remember ever being there in the first place or who you were with. At least that’s what happened to me.
