Growing my hair

I started growing my hair to find a husband. Years ago my coworker, a never-married and extremely opinionated male, said that men don’t like women with short hair (bullshit) and that there are no successful actresses who wear short hair (also bullshit, depending on how one defines success). In any event, I took his bullshit …

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Communicating with strangers

I put a profile on a dating app. My profile is a string of random facts about me: I reuse Ziploc bags. I use Twitter but I have no idea what is going on there half of the time. I have never played video games of any kind. I choose my swears wisely. I wrote …

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