The other day I made a comment to a friend about my ineptitude with fairly basic things like walking, cleaning, and packing. My first thought was, “I’m blogging that.” My next thought was, “Well that’s pathetic. I need life.” But I have been a bit lazy with this blogging thing lately. My drafts queue has […]
As I seem to constantly forget what month it is, May seems to have crept up on my like every other month of the year did before it. Apparently I am really fucking easy to creep up on. We’ll add that to the never-ending list of Things I Need To Work On. (Why haven’t I […]
During my obligatory WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE OH MY GOD WHO AM I post-college quarter-life-crisis period that I am totally still in the middle of, I considered a handful of different hypothetical career options. I have spent the better part of the last year working in education-related jobs. The question was always: […]
This is supposed to be the part where I talk about Coachella and how much fun I had with Yvonne and, you know, my actual real live non styrofoam friends and siblings and even a fellow blogger in California. Because the short answer is: OHMYGODSOMUCHFUCKINGFUNYOUDON’TEVENKNOW. (I mean, of course you don’t know. Because I haven’t […]
This is my second post this week, which is a rare thing. I am unlikely to make a habit of this. Credit it to the fact that my two posts together add up to less than the word count of any of my more recent preceding posts. Recently, I was fortunate enough to win one […]
I spent my winter break in the constant motion to which I am most accustomed. Perhaps even more familiar though less inherently comfortable, I traveled by planes, trains, and automobiles with my family. Actually, that’s a lie. We didn’t take the train. We’re American. Nobody takes the train here. We did our usual Sweeney tornado […]
A week ago I was on 20sb and someone mentioned “the slammer.” My first thought when I hear that word is: Pogs. You remember pogs, right? They were one of the more brilliant ways we were manipulated into begging our parents to spend money on absolutely useless crap. Pogs were little 2 inch circles of […]
Things are reaching a new level of absurd. At present, working at my mom’s art gallery (very) part-time is still my only job. I have had four consecutive days off and I am running out of ways to fill them. On Tuesday I actually yelled at my mother when she wanted to borrow my car […]
One day I was sitting at work telling a long story about the ridiculous thing that happened to me on my way to work that day and I realized that this is what I do basically every single day. I’m not really sure what the story was on that particular day — I think it was the […]