Not surprisingly, it didn’t take long for me to succumb to the LA stereotype of dating an older man. My first job in LA (well, second, if you count being a personal assistant to a woman who transcribed medical records and claimed she was psychic) was at a camera rental store on Melrose Avenue, not the trendy part- the shitty part by the freeway.… Read more
Tag: Personal Essays
The Finish Line: My Racecar Days In Kalamazoo
My first car was a stick-shift. I learned to drive that thing within the first hour of getting it. I loved blasting my Wu-Tang Forever CD and pretending I was a racecar driver through the desolate streets of Kalamazoo, Michigan. There’s nothing more frightening than a 16-year-old with a new driver’s license and love of rap music.… Read more
I Want My Best Friend Back (Part 3)
(This essay originally appeared on Flip Collective)
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A month passed and things were starting to calm down. I packed up our Koreatown apartment and brought Jane her things. It was almost as moving out of our apartment cured Jane.… Read more
I Want My Best Friend Back (Part 2)
(Originally appeared on Flip Collective)
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Jane was my roommate, but more importantly—she’s been my best friend for 16 years. She started drinking heavily shortly after she met Ron in 2011. For the first few months, Ron was suave and charming.… Read more
I Want My Best Friend Back (Part 1)
Originally posted on FlipCollective
The 101 Freeway. Bad traffic. On the radio, the quiet hum of NPR’s All Things Considered talking about kids eating laundry pods and getting sick, because kids are idiots.
My best friend, Jane, half-asleep/half-passed-out on her pillow.… Read more