I recently re-experienced the joys of being vodka daydrunk while at a bachelorette party, but things are different now. I'm in my late twenties. My body has created and expelled two whole human beings. Things are starting to deteriorate. I can't go as hard as I used to, and when I try, I only end … Continue reading How To Handle A Hangover
Your boss, your landlord and your mother walk into a bar… and she sits down to order a drink. There is no punchline. This intro is not a joke. Instead, it's my life. In January of this year I decided I was done being unhappy in my relationship with my boyfriend of almost 7 years … Continue reading Guest Post: How To Survive Moving Back Home
Hey, 2018! It's nice to finally meet you. There was a ton of hopeful lead-up to your arrival, and so far, besides the whole Tide Pods thing, it seems warranted. Look, I realize this is about four weeks late - you've been here awhile, and I should've acknowledged you sooner. But bro, I don't think … Continue reading HTLYT’s Word of the Year for 2018: Persistence
We're ten whole days into the new year which means if you're still adhering to your new year's resolutions, you're ahead of 85% of the population. Good for you! Pat yourself on the back and get back to your lunges. I admire you. If you're not, no sweat. Don't think of your year as a … Continue reading 8 New Year’s Resolutions That Are Actually Fun
A year ago, I was on the cusp. My life was a flurry of packing tape, U-Haul contracts, and 'downsizing,' since I was flying my self-made Tuscaloosa nest. I had just accepted a job offer as a copywriter for a bank, I was looking for places to live in the 'greater Boston area' just like … Continue reading Yes, I’m Moving. No, It’s Not Because of the Snow.
They take one look at you and ask if you're wearing fake eyelashes. You say, "...yes. I got lash extensions. Do you li-" "They look fake." "DAMMIT MOM THEY'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE MY REAL EYELASHES." J F C It's been a long week, ya'll. A LONG. ASS. WEEK. I am tired. I am … Continue reading Your Mom, Your Boss and Your Landlord Walk Into a Bar…