Megan Koester
How to Live Better Through Positive Existentialism
Questioning who you are, where you are, and why you're here is a necessity for sentience. Here's a primer to get you started.
My Short-Lived Career as a Teenaged Female Wrestler
I wrestled boys. I wrestled girls. I wrestled anything, and everything, remotely within my weight class. I failed every time.
Things I Learned About Pleasing a Woman from Legendary Porn Star Nina Hartley
After deciding to try to be a bisexual, I thought it was smart to take a class on how to properly operate the female body. Who better to learn from than Nina Hartley?
Megan Amram Fucked Jesus Christ and All She Got Was This Lousy Book Deal
We talked to the "Science...For Her!" author about malls, feminist infighting, and her lord and savior, Jesus (Christ, natch).
My Return to Therapy
I spend all day lying in bed with the curtains drawn; I can't name more than two things I'm good at doing. I know I'm depressed, and I'm finally starting to get some help.
I'm Trying to Be a Bisexual, But I'm Failing Miserably
I've always been attracted to women, and felt mostly homosexual. But if I was born this way, why am I so bad at it?
OK, So I Have a Drinking Problem
I drink until there is nothing left to drink, and then I often drink some more. I can go for days without food in my apartment, but I can't stand the thought of existing in a dry household.
Is It OK to Be Happy That My Grandma Died?
My grandma passed away. The profundity with which I do not care about her death cannot be overstated.
BeautyCon Exposes The Ugly Truths of YouTube Culture
BeautyCon is described as a place where "professional beauty gurus, editors, celebrities, bloggers and YouTube personalities" interact with fans; it ultimately exists, as do most things in the modern world, for marketing purposes.
Tim and Eric Tell Us About Their Greatest Fears
We talked to them about their new show, the underlying terror that lies beneath the surface of the everyday, and...boys!!!
Fifteen Years Later, 'Fight Club' Still Sucks
The 15th anniversary of 'Fight Club' is rapidly approaching. No need to celebrate—it’s just as sexist, pseudo-intellectual, and pornographically violent as you remember.