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Days 5-10: Murder podcasts, how long is 20 minutes really, fish sperm clouds.


I did not wake up today thinking this would be the day I’d have to teach my fourth graders what sperm kinda is, alas, that was today.

thirty-great


https://open.spotify.com/episode/7vJ2A1Bbc9DurnLp7rQNWR?si=lqQuMNSETdCoZAV9e5GpRg start to finish - a wild and wonderful ride. Each year for my bday I like to answer these same set of questions to help me measure my moments. Last week had two good friends' bdays, my own with... Continue Reading →

Days 2-4: School, Soap as a Snack, Friends.


finally got to change this!!!!! Day Two https://open.spotify.com/episode/3ZXc7Ofu3ZNZY5OBJe42tX?si=514f7dac18e54d3a I went into my classroom this week to regroup and set up for a return to face-to-face learning for the first time since January 13th. It made me sad to clear away... Continue Reading →

twenty stupid minutes a day


In which I try to cultivate creativity and self-discipline and practice honest self-representation by blogging every day for 30 days. for twenty stupid minutes a day.

In the heavy of: fish, knee, HK, Auntie Life, love


in which I am possibly a cursed spinster.

trying to first date again


. . . and then one of you suggests you meet up. For a date. In person in real life face to face and well. This was the whole point in the first place, right? RIGHT?!!@

the end of the (dating) world


Hi, my name is Rachel, and I have seen the end of Tinder. Gather round, young ones, and I shall tell you my tale of woe.  sorry, but who wouldn't want to date a landshark?! I’ve often used this blog... Continue Reading →

Rachel and the Case of the Shattered Glass Ceiling


I give you: The Case of the Shattered Glass Ceiling.

*cue MUSIC! Intense MUSIC!*

to all the roomies i’ve loved before


at the time, taking a picture in a dirty mirror made sense. I’ve never lived alone. I grew up the oldest of several siblings, then college ushered in a series of roommates. Including my brief stint in the sorority house,... Continue Reading →

r2HK: Love me, Tinder


Disclaimer: This post was written under the influence of a wine-soaked happy hour with a friend going through a break-up, end of the school year exhaustion, Hong Kong humidity permeating my already scrambled brain, and "Benny and the Jets" on... Continue Reading →

r2hK: yogurt with chopsticks and other things


Birthday months are fun for mail, although living abroad makes pieces few and far between. It only makes me loves the ones that make the effort more. But I certainly had not been expecting to receive a request via post... Continue Reading →

Girl Gone Gili (your girl is in Indonesia)


It was hard to hug Jeanie goodbye - living abroad, one of the weird ways your heart has to grow is to learn how to say goodbye to people for real, knowing that there is a very real chance you... Continue Reading →

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