This blog—my labor of shameless love and excessive misery—is now four years old. Truly, the miracle to be celebrated here is that I am neither dead nor imprisoned, impoverished, or running an underground Bejeweled gambling ring. I’m sure the burning question, then, is what I have to show for it.
Helllooooo 2016. Yea, so, pulling myself out of credit card debt sure as shit isn’t going to happen this year. Nevertheless, I’m vehement to make this year, 2016, the year I become a fully functional adult. Already there are ambitious plans in place for domestication, and I’ve recently revisited my addiction to Credit Karma (after […]
Happy New Year, from The Broke Bitch! Though I don’t believe in the efficacy of New Year’s resolutions, if I did, they would be the following: Dig myself out of my credit card-debt hole with at least a pickaxe (if not a shovel), rather than a pair of chopsticks. Unlikely, because I’m paying out of […]
Because LinkedIn knows me so well, it suggested the article ‘Stuck in a Job You Hate?’ by Tim Brown, genius innovator and CEO at IDEO, the day after Thanksgiving as if to say “back to the ol’ grind, bish!” Unfortunately, intuitive search data hasn’t yet realized that I don’t yet have a job to hate. […]