Well, this is awkward.
My friends, I’ve been awfully rude. You see, an introduction never seemed in order because I have been (and still am, sort of) under the impression that almost no one reads this blog.
MoreMy friends, I’ve been awfully rude. You see, an introduction never seemed in order because I have been (and still am, sort of) under the impression that almost no one reads this blog.
MoreSo, there’s these moments, right? Little snapshots that remind you of something bigger. Weird little tipping points that are actually nothing, but can be applied to exactly the right situation to linger just a bit. Things that make me wonder why I’m not always as impossibly happy as I look trying to hoola hoop, and […]
More*this post is written in honor of the shameless 14 year old fangirls dressed as Harley Quinn that I served the day of the premiere* I am currently drinking a Starbs cold brew iced coffee and eating Hippeas organic chickpea puffs in vegan white cheddar flavor. My most listened to playlist is called “Champagne Problems” and […]
MoreHere’s where I was this time last year. Blissfully writing on the side of a lake in UMass Amherst while the mosquitos absolutely feasted on my legs, roughly 2,500 miles from everyone I know. The story I was working on in this picture would be what I read at open mic that night, which would […]
MoreWe travel like gypsies, only with worse luck and far less gold. We’re the kids you used to love, but then we grew old. When I’m in the right mood, I take out the current Fall Out Boy CD and replace it with an older, angstier Fall Out Boy CD. I recommend using this method […]
More(Bet you never thought a writing blog would have so many T Swift references. And yet…) In the immortal words of our girl Tay, we’re all bored. We’re all so tired of everything. How else to sum up the post-grad funk? Since I finished school in January, things been fine. Good, even! I’ve been working […]
MoreSo far, none of my exes live in Texas. It would appear, however, that a good number of them live on Bumble. When you go to a school like ULV, though, dating gets weird. Hardly anyone actually gets (or stays) together because everyone knows everything about everyone else. It’s like we’re all Taylor Swift or […]
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