From the same virus that brought me sourdough bread and tortillas, 12 plants I didn’t need, a wardrobe whittled down to leggings, crushing anxiety, a 7lb food baby named “Carbito,” an endless supply of glass bottles I wish I could... Continue Reading →
Cheers to the freakin’ weekend. I’m writing this from a hotel staycation. I felt like celebrating, and I REALLY wanted a bubble bath, so here I am, with a sweet view, a wasted king-sized bed to myself as my body... Continue Reading →
my work from home situation. not pictured - leggings on the bottom. Current status: spent the day wandering an island and now feeling the “singles tax” of getting a sunburn in the places my arms couldn’t reach on my shoulders... Continue Reading →
The journey back to Hong Kong, through immigration and Covid testing, was long and boring, but that was really just the warm-up. After one week in the official Q and one week to go, I am certain of a few... Continue Reading →
After one month in California, coming to you live from my studio on HK Island, I present Day 5 of Quarantine! I am also celebrating the three year anniversary of me moving to Hong Kong! my new hardware! It was... Continue Reading →
One of the nicest things about right now is that I’m wearing a sweatshirt. Summers in the Bay Area are lovely - hot during the day but dipping at night. I was in the pool a few hours ago, but... Continue Reading →
The 2020 narrative has gotten so far out of hand that I will accept anything you tell me at this point. It has gone or could go like this: February 17th "Rach - people are going to believe a rumor that... Continue Reading →
Three teaching days left. Two goodbye parties more to go. One classroom to move. Several personal goodbyes to friends and students who I probably won’t ever see again. And then it’s summer. Conflicted and tired ‘yay.’ goodbye brunch vibes :)... Continue Reading →
It had been 120 days, but we were finally back at school.
100 days! Wow! I celebrated by having three major panic attacks in three different places, just to mix it up. One at work, one at the park, and one at home. Don't worry - I have since thrown some tortillas... Continue Reading →
I've been alive for over 13,000 days; 1,006 of them in Hong Kong, 88 of them in quarantine. Today I turn 36 years old. Here's to another trip around the sun.
One of the odd experiences of living away from home for any length of time is the childlike, subconscious thought that the world stops in your absence, and realizing that no, it does not. Life continues in very normal ways,... Continue Reading →
