would you like me to talk about being 30 some more? because i could go on.
I’ve been thinking about birthdays a lot lately, and not just because Sarah posted last...
Read MoreI’ve been thinking about birthdays a lot lately, and not just because Sarah posted last...
Read MoreSo I’m sitting here working and I glance over at my notepad, upon which I’ve scribbled various to-do lists for my job. But it’s not a particular task that catches my eye, it’s this little thing floating...
Read MoreThe other day I was sitting on a couch talking with a friend when all of a sudden, my brain left my body. Not physically, mind you — though that would be a great party trick.1 No, I became hyperconscious of what exactly my body...
Read MoreWhen you travel by train, you see everything cars don’t. You see what people try to hide, like...
Read MoreToday marks the sixth anniversary of my move to California. For those unfamiliar with the story, a recap: I used my already-overburdened credit card to buy a one-way flight to L.A. after spending my first year and a half after...
Read MoreLike many other 30-year-olds, my concept of a great night out increasingly involves making a pot of white cheddar shells and cheese and staying in to watch House Hunters. I’ve always been slow to take to new trends —...
Read MoreWe were honeymooning on Vancouver Island. On the drive from Ucluelet to the ferry terminal in...
Read MoreLately, I have a real thing for hummus. I cannot get enough of it. I desire it with the heat of a trillion fiery suns. I want to fill a kiddie pool and marinate myself in a hummus bath. If I could inject it directly into my...
Read MoreWhen I was 20, I was living in a white duplex with 2 other students. One day, I wrote “You ain’t gotta be in jail to be doin’ time”1 on the whiteboard in the kitchen — the whiteboard where we usually...
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