Top-10 Favorite Phrases of the Emotionally Constipated
For weeks now I’ve wanted to go there, against the better counsel of friends not the least of whom is Damned-to-the-Suburbs hip chick Val (‘Really, Michael, it’s not really necessary.’) What to do, then, when you’re still angry over your break-up, and you’re an opinionated native New Yorker with a blog? Hmm…