Collectors of Eclectic Shoujo & Josei
Mimi: OH-OH AYE OH ＼(￣O￣) Stiletto: ＼(￣O￣) OH-OH AYE OH Readers: OH-OH AYE OH? Mimi: OH-OH AYE OH ԅ(≖‿≖ԅ) Readers: (∑(O_O；)=3=3=3 HEELS’ FOUNDERS’ TRUE IDENTITIES: AAA-OBSESSED CREEPY OYAJIS? Speaking of…
Monday afternoon, a couple of days after the New Department Head fired our cleaning people, we smell dead rats in the girls’ bathroom. I heard that the Accounts Receivables girl…
It was a lukewarm, sluggish Tuesday afternoon. The kind where chins rest heavy on elbows, and eyes gaze dreamily out the expanding window toward puffy, white clouds that resemble rabbits…
I turned twenty-eight over a week ago, but there was no sounding of the trumpets, no fanfare, no confetti, no candles, no cake. A simple text message from my supervisor…
And then… 1) Not eat and/or eat very little and/or plow through your emergency earthquake kit instead of going out for dinner like you’re so used to, which is okay…
Just two weeks after my break-up, my younger brother’s best friend shamelessly asked me out to see Skyfall. (I say “shamelessly” but I know by the parched throat and lurching…