We called him Og the Caveman. He was unattractive, uninteresting, and evidently smitten with the stories and essays I wrote for freshman year's English class. He waited for me every Tuesday and Thursday after class. No matter the twenty-minute long chat I'd have with our professor, no matter my quickly darting out of class to "use the bathroom", ( Read more... )

Life is good. I will have an update soon. I would embellish now, but it's a beautiful day and I want to go to Trader Joe's before work tonight.

Obviously, I never post on this thing anymore. I'm a Facebook girl these days. But I guess I should shoot a few notes ( Read more... )

They said it would be close, but that McCain would probably take it. I mean, nothing beats the adrenaline rush of a Chicago-based black man becoming President, but Indiana going blue induces such a surreal sensation, and I'm proud to have caught a last-minute midnight train to cast my ballot for change. People in this country are seriously pissed ( Read more... )

I'm literally catching the midnight train to Indiana to vote tomorrow ( Read more... )

Tonight I had my first guitar lesson. It was awesome. I don't know why I never got into this earlier. I can already play two chords! Yay ( Read more... )

I forgot how much I love, love, love writing. Of course, I've found that I much better enjoy the light-hearted humor pieces as opposed to the political crap.

Dear Future Boyfriend ( Read more... )

Can I train for a marathon in ten days ( Read more... )

Money really isn't that important. It's not worth slaving your life over. What matters is love, and passion, and great relationships and a genuine appreciation for life. And it's amazing how much less important money is when you find those things in your life.

Note to self.....