A Letter To My Neighbors. Like Five Of Them.
Sunday, 2:00 a.m.
Dear College Boys Next Door: Read the rest of this gem…
Broke Into The Old Apartment.
I didn’t, really.
But sometimes I wish I could. Read the rest of this gem…
The Man Behind the Cheesecake.
I think I should tell you a little about Justin. Read the rest of this gem…
Continuing Our Tradition Of Not Having A Tradition. Happy Holidays!
Well, It’s New Year’s Eve, my 5:00 a.m. wake up caused by a splitting headache caused by a couple of snot-filled sinuses caused by a head cold caused by frigid, rainy weather and an obviously moody and vengeful God. Read the rest of this gem…
Socially Awkward Blogger Desperately Seeking Friend Zone. I Think I’ve Found A Way.
I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned before how difficult it is to make friends as an adult. Read the rest of this gem…
Five Things Moving Has Helped Me Learn About Myself.
(We’re about to get deep up in here.) Read the rest of this gem…
The Pure, Ballsy, Truth.
You know I’ve realized, as adults, we do this thing. Read the rest of this gem…
It’s The Most Bipolar Month Of The Year.
Poor November. Of all the months of the year, November’s the most confused. Read the rest of this gem…
So The Lesson Is That Babies and Soda Bottles Are Practically The Same Thing.
***UPDATE*** For some reason this post wasn’t allowing comments. Now it is!
I once had a dream that Justin and I had a baby. Read the rest of this gem…
This Is How I Feel About Multitasking.
I used to have a boss who, while I was diligently performing tasks and crossing them off my list, would storm into the office in a whirlwind of ball-juggling stress, over-caffeinated energy, and a genuine perky spirit. Read the rest of this gem…