deliciously vulgar
From the monthly archives:
Every morning around 10am there’s a riot behind our apartment building. And by “riot” I mean “recess break for the neighboring school,” but it sure as crazycakes hell sounds like a riot and in the three months I’ve lived here, I’ve learned two things: kids are loud. Okay that’s technically only one thing, but let’s [...]
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So I have this favorite pizza. Except it’s not really pizza at all so don’t worry NYC pizza, I’m not cheating on you, I just call this thing pizza because it’s not really flatbread and it’s not really a tart although the box says “Tarte d’Champignon” which at first made me think there’s Champagne in [...]
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It was the fall of 2008 and I was back to working retail, using a holiday management position at Williams Sonoma as an escape from another job that I would have sold my kidney to get out of, had I known less people at Williams Sonoma and more people on the black organ market. Picking [...]
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Somewhere over the past three and a half years since I graduated from NYU, I stopped playing drinking games. And by drinking games, I clearly just mean Kings Cup because that’s really the only drinking game I ever knew how to play except actually, I don’t think I knew how to play at all and [...]
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