Say you're a guy, and you meet a girl, and you talk/flirt/exchange numbers/hang out and then for whatever reason, it fizzles out for you. So you just casually never call her again. Want to know how she's doing? Probably not,... Continue Reading →
OMJuicy episode. Quick thoughts..."Bentley" heard his name dropped a whopping eleven times before his mug was even shown, and then 18 more times after that, for a granddaddy total of 29. Good thing I didn't turn that into a drinking... Continue Reading →
Recently, I met a guy who...I thought was great. We were introduced by a mutual friend. He was handsome and a Giants fan and made me laugh. We really hit it off, hung out a few times. We had a... Continue Reading →
For this week's episode, I kept a tally of how many times anyone mentioned HeWhoShallNotBeNice, Bentley. I was thinking 12 name drops, but I was blown out of the water with a whopping NINETEEN Bentley-bombs. And the guy wasn't even... Continue Reading →
We're looking for a new roomie. L, best friend and roommate, is leaving the paradise of Concord to go teach in Brazil. SUCH a weird choice! Concord...Brazil....don't know how she could have settled on Brazil. So I am back to... Continue Reading →
the smell of sunscreen as my perfume never brushing my hair sand between my toes the buzz of bugs flying into string lights and tiki torches at night free slurpee day at 711 campfires and jam sessions paddleboating on the... Continue Reading →
Mask reveal? Anticlimatic...aaaaaand yeah, you adopted a three-legged dog, but you're creepy and old. Bentley is gone! Haaaaalleluyah! William - what were you thinking?! Flashmob date = awesome slash wow that guy is intense. There is so much to say... Continue Reading →
When every season of ABC's "reality" show The Bachelor ends, I always swear to never watch it again. I usually feel disappointed, manipulated by producers, emotionally drained from the trainwrecks that are these women trying to fall in love in... Continue Reading →
There is a famous quote that says "hell is living with other people." I believe in the concept of Hell, and I've definitely had my share of roomates. And there have been times that I could totally agree with this... Continue Reading →
I love the sport of baseball. Its as American as apple pie and Bud Light, cowboys and country music, and wearing an Old Navy shirt on the 4th of July. If you don't love baseball, you might be a terrorist. Or have a really... Continue Reading →
So it was pouring rain, I was running to my car at the end of my last vball practice, and I had a bunch of keys and bags and things in both hands. I threw my stuff into my trunk,... Continue Reading →
My four year old cousin Jack has entered into the world of "chase" at his preschool. He has discovered tiny feelings towards girls that resemble love, and when you are in preschool, you display these feelings by chasing the opposite... Continue Reading →
Sunglasses Always Fit 