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I walked out of the library yesterday and noticed this on the building across the street. OH BUILDING UR SO FUNEE. Ugh, just writing that made me shudder. Sometimes there is so much I want to write about that I don’t write about anything at all. Makes no sense, I know. Right now, I’m low [...]

I was chopping up vegetables last week for chili when I was struck by the way I was slicing the peppers. Without even consciously thinking about, I was cutting them the same way I used to when I worked in my college cafeteria and needed to refill the salad bar. It was as if no [...]

When I was in grade school, two girls used to make fun of me for having skinny ankles. These weak, skinny ankles I inherited from my father were the culprit behind dozens of sprained ankles and, by middle school, ridicule. Ace bandages and ice packs aside, their disgust for my ankles came down to the [...]

I’m currently typing this on my beautiful, brand new Macbook Pro. Its sooo shiny and sooo flawless and sooo wonderful. And its sooo empty. I’m currently filling it with some of my music and the other things. I want to get an external hard drive for most of it though, to reduce the clutter. In [...]

I have a wedding today. One of my college roommates is getting married. It is the beautiful sign of their love for each other…. A pledge of commitment and devotion for the rest of their lives…. Yes, yes. All true. Weddings are also places for their single friends to not be single anymore. Weddings are [...]

A couple weeks ago, I was running through the grocery store, trying to remember what I was there for, when I noticed this bin of cheap, plastic balls. I’ve gone by it a billion times (hello, its right next to the ice cream aisle), but I never really noticed it before. In college, my friends [...]

Is it possible I can make up for not writing everyday as I promised by writing a gigantic blog post? Well, we shall see. I’m working on it. My poor old laptop died on me 11 times today, so I can’t expect much from it. Cats don’t even get that many lives. In related news, [...]

PENS. CUP. PITTSBURGH. MATTRESS FACTORY. CRAZINESS. More to say, but no time to say it. Stay tuned.

Before: After: My new bookcase makes me really, really happy, ’cause I’m a nerdy bookworm like that. Many thanks to my friend Cassandra, who is days away from moving from the ‘burgh to Orlando. Lots of luck!

So I know the other day I was all, “I don’t like to get close to the band anymore.” However, if a someone can go from Prince to the Artist Formerly Known As then back to Prince and end up possibly the greatest 51-year-old (!) musician, I can change my mind too. While most of [...]