This blog—my labor of shameless love and excessive misery—is now four years old. Truly, the miracle to be celebrated here is that I am neither dead nor imprisoned, impoverished, or running an underground Bejeweled gambling ring. I’m sure the burning question, then, is what I have to show for it.
So basically I made my roommate come with me to Trader Joe’s to kill the club and buy gummy bears, chocolate-chip-cookie ice cream sandwiches, a LOG of mozzarella cheese, tomatoes (for good measure), and avocados galore. And plantain chips, because she’s from Miami. No one was in Trader Joe’s because they all actually had shit to […]
Coined from the duet of my oldest sister and our cousin when they were in their twenties trying to navigate the dating game (they’re both married now). Last Thursday, I went to a birthday celebration for an old friend from high school (the first time I met him, he and his friend were hiding in […]
My friend sent me this video back in March, two weeks before we went to Guatemala for her cousin’s wedding (yep…that friend, the one I’ll most likely get arrested with). It’s depressing to admit that nearly a year after the fact I still associate with the girl in this video (trapped in someone else’s master […]
“I would love to interview Alice Munro. She came to success so late. That is something that’s not really celebrated in our culture. There’s so much pressure to do things early. I’d love to know that process of patience.” Mary Kaye Schilling, freelance writer of Entertainment Weekly and GQ fame