There are too many things to be ragey about right now. I need to shower myself and our lovely readers with some joy. Read More Rage at All the Things
She was thirty-one and 17 weeks pregnant: a dentist, living in Galway with her husband Praveen. She went to hospital with pain in her back.
I don’t know about you, but I’m having a helluva week.
Read More Dry Wit: Fierce Bitches
There are times in my life when I feel the need for an exclamation, but the situation doesn’t really warrant profanity. Like when I’m working on a project and I misplace my screwdriver three times in a row, or when my dog starts to bark at the squirrel in the yard again. Read More LTP: 4/8
Oh, the apostrophe. No other piece of punctuation has the ability to inspire such rage in me. One might wonder why a silly little mark, taking up just the tiniest bit of space on the page, would make me so angry. Well, I’ll tell you why. Very few people seem to know how to use the apostrophe correctly. Apostrophes are always popping up places they aren’t supposed to, and no one seems to notice. Read More The Grammar Bitch: The Case of the Errant Apostrophe
Hey everyone! We have another Ask STFU Jezzies for you! I got a wide range of questions this week that I am excited about answering. Read ’em! Read More Ask STFU Jezzies 2/24