I’m not exactly proud of this, but bugs freak me out.
Don’t get me wrong – I’ve dealt with them in some capacity for most of my life. Growing up, I lived in a house that was perennially occupied by spiders, ants, and cursed millipedes. (Or were they centipedes? Whatever.) We even had a barrel in [...]
So, this one time in Mexico, I thought I might get raped by this guy with whom I had to share a tiny, soiled mattress. And not just because he wore leather pants to bed. Let me explain.
In early 2005, I moved to La Paz, Mexico, for almost a year to write for BMEzine.com. [...]
[Note: This story gets pretty graphic and moderately gross. Don't act like I didn't warn you.]
Before we begin, a few things:
(1) I like genital piercings. They look good, they feel good, they’re the soup that eats like a meal, they’re the real San Francisco treat.
(2) Yes, they hurt initially. Yes, they’re still worth it.
(3) In [...]