Kate Ryan

She got too high while watching The Bachelor and had a misanthropic breakdown.

You could take this easy, informative quiz to find out with whom you side on important legislative issues and social policies. Or you could go my route and pick your candidate based on what dinosaur they resemble.

My tights are cutting me in half at the waist . . . just like a sausage in its casing.

At Monster High, Jimmy Werewolf gets another demerit for forgetting to shave again.

I saw my old babysitter at a women’s wrestling cage match.

There are some hipster things that hipsters want us to love, so we’ll join their cult. But we’re done falling for these things because we’re all unique individuals. Here are 10 things you need to avoid right now if you don’t want to be a hipster.

The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.

She couldn’t imagine the water she sat in, the water that enveloped her body, wanted to be here.

Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.

Fresh orange juice, milk, thick slices of ham, a block of cheese, a carton of eggs—her husband kept it this way should this moment arrive.