So I went shopping in Towson for my brother's graduation and I realized how angry it makes me everytime I come home from Boston and something's different. Even little things- like my mother adds random doilies and crap like that in the bathrooms and I don't like not being around for it. And now that have of Towson looks like it's been bombed  ( Read more... )

Sometimes you forget who or where you are. Then there's something that knocks you down, hits you in the face, just to make you remember ( Read more... )

I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman yesterday at the Prudential Center with Joel. This place is apparently all "high-saddity" and "boojy" (spelling?), so my kind is not welcome there. I browsed for like a second in Dior and this woman who worked there gave me the look of death. People were nicer at Armani Exchange, but I didn't feel any ( Read more... )