My Eighteenth Blog

A few weeks ago it was 90’s night at a bar. There was a cover band scheduled to perform, and I wanted to go. Usually I like to stay home, usually I like to create a cocoon of blankets and snuggle up with Sadie. It’s what dreams are made of. This particular event really sparked […]

My Seventeenth Blog

BWAK! BWAK! BWAK! BWAK! BWAK! I hate this fucking alarm clock. It sounds like a pissed off goose fighting a duck for a stale piece of hot dog bun someone dropped in the park. Whoever thought that would be a good sound to wake somebody up? I suppose it does its job. I’m up. BWAK! BWAK! […]

My Sixteenth Blog

Where did I go? I was so gung-ho about this blog 2 weeks ago and now I’m losing steam. It’s not that I’ve run out of things to write about, in fact, I have a lot of ideas, I just don’t know where to start. I feel like when I started I was dead set […]

My Fifteenth Blog

I don’t know much about what I’m doing right in this moment. I do know, however, that I want to get a blog post written. I’ve typed several different sentences in a row that made no sense at all for a post. Sure, they’re interesting thoughts, but they won’t work for a full post. I […]

My Fourteenth Blog

The sun was shining, the people were out walking their dogs, and the kids were riding their bikes. It was unseasonably beautiful for a February morning. I decided to do something I’d been wanting to do for a long time, and that was attend a yoga class taught by my dear friend Emily. I had […]

My Thirteenth Blog

Earlier this week I’d posted a blog promising the story of the time that I shit my pants. I feel as though my thirteenth blog is the most appropriate for this story, as it was Friday the 13th when it happened. Fair warning, this story is long, and it is gross. For a semester, I […]

My Twelfth Blog

Firstly, the word “twelfth” is so fuckin’ weird. Secondly, so is the word “firstly” Finally, I want to take this opportunity to talk about something that is really important to me. Something that I hold near and dear to my heart. Something that I can’t remain silent about anymore. French fries, guys. In comedies you’ll […]