I rushed into Burning Man headquarters with my keys in my right hand, my Blackberry in my left. I was almost fifteen minutes late for our ARTery meeting. I wasn’t used to driving to work, didn’t anticipate the city traffic….
4th of July
I didn’t get to write about my 4th of July. It was amazing! Picnic, BBQ, scorching sun in the city (I even got sunburned), good company of people. It wouldn’t have been the success it was had it not been…
Goodbye, Adam
I ended therapy today. Therapy that I started on Valentine’s Day–five months ago. Something I initiated over a severe broken heart. Week after week after week, with the exception of a few skips because of travel and once for illness,…
Happy Independence
Happy Independence…oxymoron? The pressure is on. I don’t think I’m putting this on myself. It’s my environment. It’s getting tougher as my friends couple up, as more people ask, “So have you met anyone yet?” Why must every conversation involve…
More Virgin Stories
After getting my poonani waxed, my other ‘first’ stories are more tame. Sidenote: I am enjoying the brazilian while it lasts. Still looking pretty good four weeks later. While in New York, me and a friend went to the Bronx…