I was watching this awful television program the other day. The one where rich people exploit poor people in crisis in order to get even more rich. Yeah that one. The one where they take a parent or two (although it’s much better for ratings if one of them is deceased – cause of…
Month: August 2014
I Punched A Girl And I Liked It
After Boxing class last night, as I was about to drag my tired and sweaty body to the locker room to grab my stuff, the instructor called my name. “Jen! Don’t take off your wraps – come here!” I walked over to her expecting her to check to see if I’d been putting them (wraps)…
Like A Beached Beluga Clogging Down The Pedestrian Path
I started writing this post yesterday, and I was prepared to tell you all how crappy I’ve been feeling and follow that up with words of inspiration. I had gone on this run at 6:30. I was sad and frustrated when I left the house but as I ran I was overcome with a…