bookof-daze

(Because sometimes the only thing getting rinsed is your will to go on.) Today we honor the sanctuary of sobbing, a place where no one… Read More

(Because personal growth is exhausting and honesty is overrated.) We celebrate today the time-honored tradition of paying $150 an hour to perform emotional stability like… Read More

(Grab your sponge, clench your jaw, and let the resentment sparkle) Today we honor the ancient art of weaponized tidiness. The sacred ritual of scrubbing… Read More

(Because salvation is subjective and sometimes comes in 1080p.) Today we cast off the itchy wool of piety and slip into something more comfortable–like shame-resistant… Read More

Boundaries are for people who don’t have a story about their rash. Accordingly, we celebrate today those who can’t read the room, the sad souls… Read More

Today we honor the brave, the bold, the backscratchers. The people who look a carton of milk dead in the spout and say, “You. Me.… Read More

(Editor’s note: We cannot use the original term for “chicken spit” because Google does not approve. So chicken spit will have to suffice. Just use… Read More