Kate Ryan

I would send some chocolates, but I’m not allowed anymore since they found the shiv in the birthday cake I sent you.

"No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."

12:48 AM. Why would someone schedule an exorcism for the middle of a weeknight?

Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?

LAX, on the other hand, seemed like a perfect place to pick up the latest deadly virus.

My parents got the idea they’d send me to stay at my grandparents’ house in Florida for a week. I think my mother needed a week to herself.

For all of you crazy people that think going to Target is ever a good idea during the holiday season, this is a list on how to survive a shopping trip to Target is for you…

A bloated mother in her polka dot one-piece gnaws on a corndog while reading the romantic pulp she picked up on her way out of the supermarket . . .

Alison learned from her grandmother how a plastic smile could take you places—especially in a place like Hollywood.

She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.