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I will no longer utilizing this blog, though I will leave it up. Should you wish to read more of my work, I would like to point you in the direction of:
I have moved to Manhattan in recent months and originally took to a blog in order to keep… Read full post »
Many of us have "pet peeves," small things that irritate us to no end. I like to think of myself as an ever conscious observer, and in being so conscious, I have developed a strange acutramal of irritating incidents that rub me the wrong way.
1. Pleats in pants
Why were… Read full post »
"What makes the green grass grow? Blood, blood makes the green grass grow."
Dear sand and heat
I believe it is your fault I wonder
Flies float drunk on the decay of old carcasses he drives past
I wonder about his words that fall more like pearls
than… Read full post »
My first date with my boyfriend Matt was at a movie theatre off of Ball State's campus called Showplace 12. A city bus went to Showplace 12, but not after 9:30, which pretty meant going to an evening show was out of the question if you didn't want to end up… Read full post »
"No Smoking on the Porch: The Cult of Greek Life (or why you love to hate it."
There seems to be an unknown and well worshipped underground culture that actually is pretty out in the open.
Don't worry about it not making sense yet, I am about to explain it.… Read full post »
So if you've even made it to this post on my blog, then you know I love to play the victim.
My mom died. Wa-wa.
My family isn't my favorite. Wa-wa.
I make boys who I don't love, love me. Wa-wa.
I am well aware of the fact that I play… Read full post »
As a proud member of an active and now hip-grinding sorority, I had done something slightly outlandish.
I signed myself up for our university's annual lip-synching and dancing contest, Music Jam*. I have been to Music Jam (as an audience member) twice, and it is an amazing fun time! Our auditor… Read full post »
I spent eight days a month at my father's house before my mom died. My parents were divorced after my mother was diagnosed, but before she died. This custody arrangement was supposed to make me closer to him, to spend that time with him and his new wife and my two… Read full post »
I wonder if Death and I were to finally meet if it wouldn't be best to start by having a pizza.
I think I'd be tempted to give Death a piece of my mind, "What were you thinking taking my Mom so early you ridiculous idiot?" And maybe, if I… Read full post »
This is the story that I told Irene:
I sat at lunch with my boyfriend Matt and his younger brother Conrad*. Conrad says, "Hey Matt, did you hear that Kim Jong Il has cancer?"
Irene interrupts: "He has cancer?" I tell her yes, and to hold on.
I didn't know that… Read full post »
I’ve already spent three hours at the correctional facility when Lisa emails me to tell me it will be on MSNBC, Friday at nine. Because of our volunteer coordinator’s email, I sit upright on my bed, my feet dangling over my boyfriend’s legs, anxiously awaiting the broadcast.… Read full post »
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