The Diary of a Gold-Digger

I had been accepted at the UT-Austin graduate school of business. My friend Rebecca and I were sharing a house, but she was moving to D.C. f...

I had to move out of the room I was renting from Crazy Carmen in D.C. I had gone to Washington D.C. after I got out of the Peace Corps in th...

I moved from Maruja la Bruja's house (Maruja the Witch) to Janette's house. I had met Janette when I shopped at her knitting store. ...

I will tell you all about Michelle McMichael, the worst landlady I have ever had, but first I need to tell you about other landlords* so you...

After a year and a half of excruciating job search post Peace Corps, I finally got an offer from a large company in Miami that was really a ...

So I was telling you about Stan, the older guy who was my friends' boss who had moved from Austin to attend grad school and who had neck...

I will tell you the rest of the story about Stan, but first I want to talk about what Michelle Z said: Okay, no more beating yourself up for...

As I write these stories, I am amazed at how dumb I was in my 20s. And 30s. What causes someone to act so self destructively? Was my despera...

When I was still working for The Man, slaving away in my no-privacy cubicle in the converted warehouse in the part of town where people were...

I went out to dinner with some friends and a friend of theirs, whom we shall call Ahmet. Ahmet was not his name, but he was Turkish and he d...

I got a job in Houston right after college. When I was 22, my job was to travel to Arkansas, New Mexico, and around Texas to promote a produ...

It's time for a post where I don't look like a total idiot. One where I am woman hear me roar. So few of those. So many of the other...

Don't get your honey where you get your money. I had learned that lesson when I was 22 and working in Houston. I dated the nicest guy fo...

I was seeing Janet the therapist in 2001, which was the year of my 20-year high school reunion. I went to two different high schools: Balboa...

When I was 38, I went through a nasty breakup, if you can even call it a breakup when you and the other person were never even really dating...