Kate Ryan
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The bread had to be store-bought and white, of course, so as not to raise a red flag among my classmates. I still see rebellion in a ham sandwich.
Read...I have no choice but to start all over again, tomorrow or not at all.
Read...We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.
Read...As an Uber driver, I have the privilege of talking to and eavesdropping on a sampling of L.A.’s finest, ranging from the clinically insane to the simply self-absorbed. As a writer, there is no end to the amount of inspiration my passengers provide.
Read...Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.
Read...Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read...He died a violent death. I saw him myself, flopping between wooden blades, his head bent back strangely.
Read...Hollywood continues to flounder in a dick-sucking frenzy of self-congratulatory white male directors, writers, and producers.
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
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