Punta Cana, Part 2

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Remember this? And this? And this too? This is where I’ll be, topless and tanning, INSTEAD of playing baby games at that bullshit “Couple’s Shower.“  Oopsie. I’m sure that will go over real well.  Sixteen days and counting!

Damn The Man

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Each morning, I stand at the bus stop. Twenty minutes later, when the bus finally arrives, I board and a sea of black greets me. Black wool pea coats and puffer down jackets. Black berets and black gloves. Black dress shoes and ballet flats and knee high boots in black tights. Black trouser pants and [...]

The Trips We Take

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

One year ago today, my suitcase sat on the floor of my apartment, packed full of bright colors, countless swim suits, and desperate but waning hope for the one with whom I had planned to travel. At the last minute, I stayed behind. It was my choice, but it took me a long time to get [...]

Happiness Found

Wednesday, March 11th, 2009

I’m back in Chicago and who-lordy is it cold and windy today! Now that I’m wearing three layers again and wading through my Google Reader, I keep feeling like I’ve missed so much! Graphic Designer Friend is looking for houses with her husband, Emo has decided to go ahead and give up shaving for Lent (Update: my [...]

Sojourn

Thursday, March 5th, 2009

Today I’m going away. Going on a spur-of-the-moment vacation to a warm locale that I hope will be good to me. I am excited. SO EXCITED. But, let’s be honest, we all know why I’m going. My mom says it’s that I run away from things. She reminds me that everything will still be the [...]

Have Boobs, Will Travel

Friday, February 20th, 2009

Late night phone conversations with mom, booze fests with the gals, new hobbies (Oooo! Calligraphy! Fancy!), a pinch hitter (you know what I mean), Häagen-Daz Banana Split ice cream, stomping in puddles in my new Hunter wellies, Tylenol PM, Winsor Pilates…. And then it occured to me. What I really need is to be topless on a [...]

Talking Out the Ass

Thursday, February 5th, 2009

I’d say we’re due for a tonal shift around these parts, so rather than indulge in yet another Lonely Girl post (like how I slipped in the Gossip Girl reference? Except I despise that self-righteous Lonely Boy Dan Humphrey), why not talk about ass? Yes, ass. As in, “it’s smells like ass,” or “dude’s an [...]