Saturday, August 30, 2014
Friday, August 29, 2014
I went to a yoga class on the Fell’s Point pier with my friend Sue this morning; it was cool and overcast and really nice, aside from the ever-present stink of the Inner Harbor, which was more pungent than usual today. I’ve actually been doing great with the whole healthy eating/exercise thing this week, which I attribute to not being in an office and having easy access to a car. (And my mom making me go for walks with her every night.) I’m gonna miss those things when it’s time to go back to NYC.
Monday, August 25, 2014
My BFF’s baby is the cutest baby. I’m pretty sure of it. (We can just ignore the fact that later, I picked her up and she started hysterically crying.)
Thursday, August 21, 2014
In case you were wondering if I was the worst cliché ever, I went to a wedding this weekend where the bride walked down the aisle to Neutral Milk Hotel’s “In the Aeroplane Over the Sea” and I totally started bawling. Because of course I did.
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
I know it’s amazing and capable of many incredible things, but after the past two years I’m pretty much convinced that the human body is generally a gigantic pile of garbage. (Or at least my body is. I want a trade-in for one that isn’t falling apart.)
- Went to the doctor today because I’ve had heartburn/chest pain so intense that I assumed I was having a heart issue and/or blood clots. (It is probably not that, according to my doctor.)
- It has been 12 hours since this shit started and I still feel weird.
- I have to write a fucking book and the enormity of the task is terrifying me to the point of inaction.
- I’m tired. So completely exhausted.
+ My grandmother sent me a cute video that made me feel a little better re: the above
+ Went back to my old hairdresser who is slowly fixing my Awful Haircut
+ Going to Maryland (for a week!) in five days
+ Work is calming down
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Spekkio is still looking for a loving home. She’s a benevolent soul who’s kind to all living things, even other cats. Does not mind an occasional tummy rub. Will climb on your face if you’re not careful.
No adoption fee. Just looking for a kind hearted responsible person who wants a little white cat with prominent eyebrows.
For more info please email me at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
On the off chance that anyone wants a kitty… (which you should. cats are the fucking best.)
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Sarah Larson talks to David Rees about what led him to host his new TV show:
“He started an artisanal pencil-sharpening business. When I saw him announce it on Facebook in 2010, I was excited. This was before parody menus of farm-to-table restaurants had come out, before it was a cliché to make jokes about Mason jars and pickle-making, and artisanal culture desperately needed to be mocked.”
Pretty much obsessed with this show.
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
I wrote a thing about having tinnitus, and how much it sucks. (Also, I realize I could have it much worse—every time I read something about hyperacusis I feel panicky and have to stop my brain from thinking about it. So. Anyway. Yeah!)
What in the ever-loving-fuck is going on in the world right now? (shit, just in this country, but the world at large seems pretty fucked too)