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…
Reflections
For a supposed environmentally conscious gal, I get a ridiculous number of magazines. I feel a bizarre mix of guilt and pressure when I see the pile of unread periodicals accumulating next to my sofa. Sure, I could blame it all on Rocco's inability to read the New Yorker with…