I have begun to experience my life in tweet form, and it makes blogging feel a tad impossible. I end up with a few dozen stories that I’d like to share, each…
I have a whole hell of a lot of super blonde hair that I do approximately nothing with. It’s an accomplishment if I brush it. This hair calls attention to itself everywhere.…
Moving out of my apartment and heading off to Morocco meant more time with one of my most despised activities: packing. I’m sure I have blogged about my hatred of packing a…
Yesterday I woke up and decided, “I am leaving the 7th today. It’s time to be a real person.” To clarify: I had to leave my neighborhood regardless, I just decided that…