During my obligatory WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE OH MY GOD WHO AM I post-college quarter-life-crisis period that I am totally still in the middle of, I considered a handful…
This is supposed to be the part where I talk about Coachella and how much fun I had with Yvonne and, you know, my actual real live non styrofoam friends and siblings…
And then there was Sunday. If this upcoming weekend weren’t Coachella, I might just say it’s time for me to pack up the April Adventures, because I’m not sure how I could…
I love birthdays. It’s not the whole “Oh let’s celebrate me” aspect. I mean, fine, I joke with my mom and sister that their excitement over my birth should flow over into…
I have a friend who we shall call Vodka. I’ve already talked about my former roommate named Vagina, and I have a blog, so it is inevitable that I should also have…
This is my second post this week, which is a rare thing. I am unlikely to make a habit of this. Credit it to the fact that my two posts together add…
I think I had this idea that once I graduated from college, I would become an adult. Once I moved my tassel to the other side of my hat, a panoply of…
I believe that when I wake up in the morning I should be allowed to think one of two things in order to will myself out of bed: (1) I know it’s…
While I was in college I did a lot of tie-dye. More tie-dye than one would expect from my school. It is a fairly liberal institution, but it’s hardly the artsy-fartsy tree-hugger…
“I can’t remember the last time I went to a bar. I also can’t remember the last time I got drunk.” Things I said Thursday evening: both of those statements. Things that…