#1 – Always Late

This is IT! THE NUMBER ONE REASON of the top 30 reasons for why normal people should not date a superhero(ine). Thank you so much for holding on tight through this extremely long journey! But do not despair or feel sad that we are coming to an end! I already have another equally fun series for…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Heartbreak It’s all in my head The signs that I read You weren’t looking at me…

She is the Spring

In a sea of dark winter coats, she is the spring. She is surrounded by black and brown poofy coats, while hers is a light, hopeful green. Her boots are brown and ankle high with two straps and brassy looking buckles. Her toes point inward to make a shelf for her to place her big…

Adventure Time: Gowanus

THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE MIGHTY RECEPTOR TO BE EQUIPPED WITH HER WEAPON!!! So, long, long ago, when Brazilian Helicopter Pilot* and I first started going steady, he took me to a Brooklyn archery range for a date. Since he already taken the class to qualify to shoot on his own, he had a…

I Don’t Even Know

I do not even know to whom I should address this letter, but here it is: Fix the fucking MTA before NYC takes to the streets and does something you will sorely regret. We are sick of 45 minute commutes taking 2 hours. We are sick of every single option to get home being “delayed…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Trigger Warning: Child abuse, [canon typical] violence….but at least it’s not suicide? Hatred Fireworks of color…

NYC Subway Winter

Winter has returned in full force. Bodies have disappeared under puffy coats. Until the spring we shall all be shapeless blobs squishing ourselves together on trains. Everyone takes up more than one seat in the chill of the early year whether you keep your knees together or not. Winter in NYC means freezing on outside…

My Dearest Michelle

My Dearest Michelle, It has been a little while since I last wrote a love note, much less a love letter and I find myself at a bit of a loss on how to start. I know that in our day-to-day lives I tend to withhold praise and adulation, but I do hope you know…

Bonus: Michelle’s Love Affair with “fuck”

I went in and checked my tags. I have used fuck, or some version of fuck, in a tag 141 times. Enjoy. Actually don’t fuck politicians because they like that too much Also fuck periods And fuck you clothing manufacturers apparently I use fuck way too much in my tags awww fuck it big fucking…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Trigger warning AGAIN: discussion of suicide Guardian If I close my eyes this will all go…

Adventure Time NYC – Metal Concert

So I have always known that my music tastes were not extreme, but they were extreme for my family. It’s like the Dana Carvey sketch. I would listen to Metallica, Disturbed, Linkin Park, Three Days Grace, and select songs from other bands. My parents thought I was quite deviant with my music taste and I…

Hey Anxiety

Hey Anxiety, Go fuck yourself. I am on vacation and you’re not going to fuck this one up. With Conviction, An Anxiety-Riddled Person