We've all been held hostage by group text messages; I'm currently being updated on my aunt's availability to return something to Chico's with my grandma after her volunteer service at the library. But I kind of like the pain of... Continue Reading →
This blog has been my little journal and soap box for the merits of being single for the past few years, but now I am in a new little season of life with a real live boyfriend. Yup. I caught... Continue Reading →
The year was 2004, the spring. I was a tree-hugging, protesting, politicized, hippie sophomore taking International Politics at UCSB. I remember when he walked in the door. He was wearing a tan coat, rocking a jewfro and four day stubble.... Continue Reading →
Do you have a job? Yes? lucky you. Even without employment, I'm still in a uniform. Its sweats/yoga pants, a stained shirt i'm too depressed and un-busy to put in the laundry, unbrushed hair, and a permanent pout on my... Continue Reading →
Hey I am excited about everything. I like to sing and dance and eat and drink. I love costumes and clean jokes. And to write. i pretend to work out and be crafty. big fan of sweatpants and you bringing over wine and cupcakes.