A tipping point day

I’m having a how-do-i-manage-all-the-shit-i-have-to-manage-when-I’m-the-world’s-worst-manager moment. Every time I turn around I'm confronted with the evidence.

Fears of a conference wallflower

Went to BlogHer12 in NYC this past weekend - me and 5,000 gals and a handful of guys who all have a blogging habit – which, I worried, would be as useless for making friends as having shared a difficulty inserting a first tampon, or a love of metaphor. It was a crazy scene and it’s possible I wasn’t dressed for it.