It took another blogger’s writing to help me tap into something I’ve been carrying around inside me; unable to acknowledge nor articulate for some time. From her words on hope and crushes, I found myself commenting about my own crush, then thinking more about what I realized therein…
My crush is on the memory of who [...]
So I’m kind of a raging skankbot today.
Over the last couple of months, I’ve been trying this new thing where I don’t wash my hair. I’m not saying I don’t wash it EVER! I’m just trying to achieve that mythical and ever elusive “second-day hair.”
Ken Paves (who no matter what jeans she wears, has Jessica Simpson’s [...]
After five years in this city, I find myself no better at bus seat selection. I get flustered and dismayed that everyone is looking at me and my mind is screaming “HURRY UP get out of everyone else’s way!” I board the bus, scan my card with a hello to the driver, and briskly approach the [...]
When I was in 6th grade, my English class and I received a writing assignment to author a “fan letter” to a celebrity of our choosing. I happened to choose Geena Davis (whatever happened to her anyway?) because I’d just seen A League of Their Own and even though I really fucking hate baseball (including [...]
With everything that keeps happening in the world and my pointless and lame moodiness of late, I figured it was time for a “happy” post. These are some short videos that make me happy.
You’re likely to have seen them before (and given their nature, embedding is unfortunately disabled), but as they say, sharing is caring! So click [...]
So last night I slept like a punk per usual. Asleep by 11:15, awake again at 3:30, back asleep around 4:40, then up for work at 5:30. I suck at sleeping. It’s epic.
In the middle of all of this nonsleeping, I woke up from a crazy ass dream. Apparently, I was meeting the cast of [...]
My boyfriend texted, “Love you” to me before work this morning. It wasn’t the first time he’d told me, but I cried this time too. I sat there on my bed, with one boot successfully zipped up my left leg and the other looking woeful next to me, and I cried. Without sound or expression, [...]
