Favorite Moment: This time a week ago I was in Puerto Rico, on a rooftop, watching the sun set quickly across the island, casting shadows on the hotels, the brightly colored buildings, the oceans, the kiddie pool I sat in as... Continue Reading →
Well, it's good! It's another transition phase in a lot of ways…after spending so much time by myself, I almost feel awkward being around people all the time and having to engage. And it's never an easy thing to move... Continue Reading →
Eight days, nine states, four thousand miles. Countless bathroom breaks. Countless "absolutely never driving through Texas again" comments. Countless coffees. But we made it home. Seghs, driving companion extraordinaire, landed on a Friday afternoon, documented here. I slept about two hours... Continue Reading →
Dear Self, You are moving! In just a few sleeps! You need to pack! Downloading the next book in the series you are reading was not a good idea. Deciding to aggressively watch a bunch of Netflix before someone changes... Continue Reading →
Okay, I've given up on this season. I give up at some point every season, but this year, I more give up. The Bach has been on for...20 seasons? We're just shamelessly recycling plot lines. How many times have we... Continue Reading →
i came out here to north carolina from california be with him a few months ago. i thought we would be getting married this summer, after a year and a half of blissful dating. not because i am a silly... Continue Reading →
It might only be six pm, but the feelings say it is time for dessert. So I got out the fudge sauce, and noticed there were instructions on it, two sets actually. I found them kind of funny. The first... Continue Reading →
Fifteen days ago, I drove from California to North Carolina, to move with, but not in with, my boyfriend. Leading up to this move, everyone assumed we were moving in together, and seemed shocked we weren't. Or, they didn't seem shocked, and... Continue Reading →
Anyone who has ever used Craigslist to find a new roommate or a new place to live knows that it's a crapshoot. Once someone came to our interview saying she was really glad I had laundry machines, because "I just hate... Continue Reading →
If you asked us how BF and I met, we would each have different stories. Both stories are funny, but what matters is that almost a year ago today, we decided we wanted to be together. A year later, we've... Continue Reading →
I am Disco Chicken
A general rule in life is: never, ever, never never ever read the comments. Of course, that is exactly what I do. And this last piece, less of a story and more like stream of consciousness regarding a breakup, garnered... Continue Reading →
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