Your Favorite Sandwich: Becca, Lettuce + Tomato

Babes and bots,  If you know me, you know I've been working on this blog post with limited success for almost 3 weeks. Today is another day in the mind's dungeon. Those of us with bad brain chemistry know we are this way only because we would have dominated the world otherwise. I'm fairly confident that if I slept less I would reach my optimal level of success. But, here we are, a proud member of the Snooze Button Club; living at home, hanging on monthly paychecks, spending Saturdays in bed, it's a fuckin party.  another tinder escapade (this one isn't for prudes) You know shit really hits the fan when the only thing I can manage to write about is the world of Tinder. I recently tried to get through one of Nina Dobrev's movies, which just so happens to be about a perpetually single blogger who makes her money writing about bad dates. This sounds exactly like my life if my life was better.  So check out this hot commodity:  What a proposition! About this particul...

Babes and bots,  Would it be sad if I told you this blog gave me a sense of purpose in life? The answer is yes. And here I am telling you because what else am I going to do on a Sunday with no grocery list besides weed the garden and cry because there's no school today? I've gone from Radical Traveling Nomad to Suburban Housewife in four short weeks! Now if that's not a career turnaround I don't know what is.  the key to success My #1 fan informed me that my content has been quite sad recently, so in an attempt to brighten your days, I will now involve you in the derangement of my mind.  I am currently contemplating two things: 1) how much money should I be saving for retirement and 2) where's my sugar daddy? Speaking of rich partners, has anyone been on Tinder lately? Your answer should be no and you should also pay me because I'm out here doing the leg work for you. By this, I mean that I matched with someone with a burger for their profile picture. And also s...