Snot Shirt

Snot Shirt

The next time you get the flu and are 1,000% positive you’ve permanently broken your phone, my hope is that you get as kind and patient of a Verizon representative as I did, who graciously reminded me to turn it off and back on again. Thanks, Quon! But this isn’t a post about Quon. It’s about cooties. I’m going stir crazy as the sun is setting on my third day of what I’m mostly certain is the flu. Today has…

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She Has Returned

She Has Returned

Dropping everything and running away to Europe for one month: 10/10. Highly recommend. I got back two nights ago and am feeling all sorts of rosy, honeymoon-style feelings about returning to Life™. Familiar faces, dog-wrestling, and readjustment abounds. Technically, I was gone for a total of five weeks. I left a week ahead of The Great Escape to spend Christmas with my family in Los Angeles, and it was there I boarded a plane to Paris, where I camped out…

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It Isn’t Interesting

It Isn’t Interesting

I’m sitting in luxuriously cozy pajamas staring blankly at a vast, Parisian skyline and wondering what the hell to write about. It seems interesting that I am here but the things I’m doing and the thoughts I’m thinking, so far, aren’t unique in the slightest. I’m a collector of blogs and I’m often on the hunt for another writer who is processing her thoughts of the world in a public, written expression. One thing most of us bloggers have in…

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Arrival Day

Arrival Day

I just discovered the café I’ve been squatting at has an outlet in the wall behind me, which means I now have even more incentive to keep on squatting. My second cappuccino just arrived at the table and my crepe is long since finished. I arrived in Paris a couple of hours ago and I have yet another couple of hours until my Airbnb host is available to let me into the apartment that I’ll call my own for the…

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The Atheist’s Christmas

The Atheist’s Christmas

I’ve noticed atheism is occasionally like Crossfit or veganism in that when one ascribes to one of these lifestyles, they have a hard time not shutting up about it. It’s for this reason I get annoyed with much of my fellow godless swine. Sometimes, non-believers confuse having a lack of a god with the need to be a complete asshole to those who do believe in such things as miracles and spirituality. Let me clear the air by first saying:…

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