The other day I made a comment to a friend about my ineptitude with fairly basic things like walking, cleaning, and packing. My first thought was, “I’m blogging that.” My next thought…
As I seem to constantly forget what month it is, May seems to have crept up on my like every other month of the year did before it. Apparently I am really…
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…
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 spent my winter break in the constant motion to which I am most accustomed. Perhaps even more familiar though less inherently comfortable, I traveled by planes, trains, and automobiles with my…
A week ago I was on 20sb and someone mentioned “the slammer.” My first thought when I hear that word is: Pogs. You remember pogs, right? They were one of the more…
Things are reaching a new level of absurd. At present, working at my mom’s art gallery (very) part-time is still my only job. I have had four consecutive days off and I…
One day I was sitting at work telling a long story about the ridiculous thing that happened to me on my way to work that day and I realized that this is…