When Walter Martin of the Walkmen took the stage before their set last night, I briefly buried my face in Josh’s chest. “Hamilton!” Then, I noticed his weird dark hair and the fact that no one else was reacting. Oh … Continue reading
My homework avoidance level is near comical when I would prefer to make a blog post about my cat. I am halfway through a glass of wine and can’t concentrate on these boring Pavlov questions, so here goes… September 11th … Continue reading
Oxford University Press, 1976. * I LOVE old paperback covers of good books. I love them. I only really have a few around here that qualify, so… Please submit yours? I would post them and give you credit and let … Continue reading
Girls just want to be saved. When my best pal Teresa and I were sophomores, we fervently wished that Evan Dando would materialize right in front of us on the godforsaken army base where we went to high school and … Continue reading
I love astrology. I can’t help it. Or, I could help it, but I don’t want to. It’s too fun and too easy to blame everything on. For instance, did you recently suffer through a massive communication breakdown that began … Continue reading
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Part Two Josh: “I remember hearing this song (Huggy Bear’s Herjazz) late at night on KXCI.” Me: Sitting on the counter behind him, glugging wine. “Was your heart a flower?” Josh: Staring into the middle distance for a long time, … Continue reading
Decisions are for Suckers. Jen sent me a link to this blog this morning because… I am a mess. I was happy to discover this particular post. It perfectly sums up my cowardly, passive-aggressive everything. You may think that I … Continue reading