Today, I saw an Imperial Star Destroyer in the clouds. I was SO excited.
Today, I saw an Imperial Star Destroyer in the clouds. I was SO excited.
First off, I’m sorry, lovelies. For though I know that reading this blog may not (shockingly enough) be the highlight of your existence, I do feel bad for having left
… is that I’ve become a flake. If it’s not nailed down or written in blood months in advance or completely necessary… it likely won’t happen. This makes me sad,
So I recently decided that I was pregnant. Apparently when you worry as much as I do, you make yourself sick and then assume that you’re procreating instead of just
So, I wrote a little essay for a little magazine contest. I’ve never done this before, so I was, of course, neurotically nervous. I slaved over it, perfected it, cried
I didn’t even know that this existed until today, but I’ve known for FOREVER that it’s a problem for me. I am the world’s worst patient. I hate forms. I
Today I worked at Anthropologie for a few hours, helping with inventory. In exchange, I got $10/hour, the privilege of getting up before 4 am, an employee discount-for-a-day and a
Editorial note – I was home-schooled. Not for fourth grade or because the Christian preschool was full that year, but the real deal. K-12. So that might help you to
La, la la la… time for groceries! I am optimistic, the sun is shining, I have coupons. Wow. So I had to get stuck behind a dumpster truck, parked in
Adam: Are you drinking Diet Coke in bed? Me, caught with the can halfway to my lips: It’s better than smoking.