I’ve been having it for a few days now, apropos of pretty much nothing as far as I can tell. It’s a drag. I’ve been meaning to shop around for a good therapist to help me with anxiety specifically, but[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Prayers are long, especially when, like me, you have to sound them out because you never learned to read Hebrew, and candles are short, especially Chanukah candles you buy for like two dollars at the grocery store.
Joke by my pal Ignatz, everything else by me—and my sister, in the case of “Chanookey.” When we were kids, that’s what we used to call it. Who am I kidding, we still call it that. Earlier, earlier, earlier. Happy[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Another glimpse into the childhood of a copyeditor.
I’ve always wondered about that complaint. Isn’t picking nits a good thing?
I am in Bend, Oregon, for the holiday. Nothing here is particularly bent. I was lied to.
I wanted to post this last week, but I didn’t dare. It felt too hubristic. I should have, though, because I was right. Of course menstruating people were not the only ones who stood up for democracy last week. Black[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Or “metal health day,” as a friend likes to say.
I’ve been in a not-great headspace about these midterms for a while, guys. With the endorsement of my shrink, Dr. Waterford (also seen here), I went back on the antianxiety medication I had to take after the 2016 presidential election.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I made some calls to get out the vote for Rodham Clinton in 2016, and one of the respondents I spoke to said she wasn’t planning to vote because “I’m not very interested in politics.” What I wish I’d said[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Click to buy my illustrated version of the book of Jonah! I’m super proud of it.