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Last week, I mentioned to Ben: “Remember what we were doing this time last year?” He paused. Then, “Whoa.”
This time last year, Ben was still working at a real awful little company that had sent him on a seemingly never-ending business trip to Oceanside, on which
Some background:
We have a TV hooked up to a PC in our living room, which functions as both our desktop computer and Netflix/Hulu viewing device since we don’t actually have cable. It also plays Spotify nonstop, but only if a screensaver prevents it from pausing every few minutes. That screensaver is a polar [...]
“Little Emily – that girl has got an old soul,” I overheard a friend of my mom sigh as they clinked wine glasses at the kitchen table while I, with my tiny tribe of sticky friends, scrambled around the house. “Ten going on thirty, that one.” They laughed.
I’ve never felt quite my age. After [...]
My favorite guy in the whole world entered his twenty-fourth year yesterday.
He’s not a “birthday person.” (Un)fortunately (…depending on who you ask), I very much am. So celebrate we did: friends gathered for burgers and beer earlier in the week, followed by games and desserts at our place.
Alright. So. Ben and I arrived home a few minutes ago from an internship meeting out in East LA, and there was a package on the doorstep. What could it be (looks like an Amazon.com box…)?! What have we ordered (nothing, we’re broke…)?! Who is sending us presents (nobody, it’s neither of our birthdays…)?!
This [...]
I’ve started doing that legit blogger thing of writing posts in the evening and scheduling them to publish in the wee hours of the following day (I know, I know, I am way behind the times). Due to laziness I had not decided what to cook on
I know, I know, it’s not cool to like Valentine’s Day. The apathetic hipster thing to do is indifferently wear brown or grey and pretend nothing special is happening, silently (or not-so-silently?) mocking anyone who would dare be so cliché as to buy into the greeting card holiday by purchasing flowers or chocolates. I used to [...]
Well, here we are: 2012. Twenty-eleven was a pretty huge year for me. Today, I’m reflecting on some of that hugeness and also doing a little dreaming and scheming for the future. I’m going to form my 12 in 2012 list, and also set some deeper and more private goals. It’s hard [...]
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