Assuming We Don’t Count Fictional Vampires

I'm mildly obsessed with Neil Patrick Harris.  The term "mildly obsessed" in that previous sentence could also be replaced with "consumed by an intense need to host a slumber party where he and I stay up all night giggling and singing show tunes after which I will chain him up…

The Benefits of Breasts When Swimming

Hello.  My name is Magillicutty, but you can call me Maggie.  Everybody calls me Maggie. Well, Gwen doesn't call me Maggie.  In fact, she calls me Magillicunty.  I don't think she likes me very much.  She's probably just jealous because I have a Facebook account and she doesn't. Elly likes…

The Demise of Facebook

So now that Gwen is getting married, she seems much more committed to trying to fit in with the creatures indigenous to this planet.  (Unlike Krista, she pees every fourteen seconds.)  She's started returning phone calls, attending social engagement, and generally embracing humanity again.  She's even decided to join Facebook.…