that time i went to europe and {sorta} lived to tell the tale, dublin;

   {somewhere around st. stephen’s green. too jet-lagged to remember exactly, since i had just had at least four cups of aer-lingus coffee and eight aer-lingus cookies by this point, tbh} i’m about to be that twat. i’m about to talk about my post-grad trip europe without being annoying, except totally being annoying. you know […]

the quest for realness;

 the moment i found myself outside of a very, very closed trinity library on an 8 hour layover in dublin. you’ve NEVER seen a library more closed than that library. pose via britney spears circa 2007. realness via life via school of hard knocks.  *to engaged people taking pictures of themselves/having pictures taken of themselves: where the […]

{ta-da! list} that time we walked the brooklyn bridge;

that time we walked across the brooklyn bridge was the day we wore our feet down to little feet sausages with poor shoe-choices.{brogues and bright green pointy flats with rainbow sequins can do that to you.} that time we walked across the brooklyn bridge was also the night we realized cash-only ice cream places are for-real.{and […]

things you learn at twenty-two {so far};

1. relationships and friendships should never be kept alive based solely on how  you both really love paul simon’s album graceland. get a grip; everyone dug graceland, everyone will always love graceland, and anyone who doesn’t love graceland is a robot at the core.  this means once they take a big dump on your heart/ […]

these days;

signed a sublease for a charmingly large {that’s what she said, heeey ohhhhh. sorry, mom} one bedroom in upper {upper…upper} manhattan for the summer. two favorite berries:  pinkberry on newbury. putting “or whatever” after heartfelt sayings has been my main jam, i.e. “i love you or whatever”, “you’re cute or whatever”, “no, i’ll miss you […]

{cycle love} winter cycling;

one of the questions i get asked the most is, “you bike everywhere? even in the winter? isn’t that, like, cold?” the next question i am asked in terms of frequency is, “why are you carrying around a bike helmet?” (i was once asked this questions four times in the matter of two hours on campus […]

adventures in bike commuting, june;

so far, millie, the bike, and i have…. biked to the kooks concert. a cake + two door cinema club concert. and a laura marling concert. gone to castle island on a group ride with common wheels. gone through (literal) hundreds of miles around boston. all around cambridge. all around somerville. all around brookline. in […]

libraries i’ve lurked;

so i was originally going to write this up as a joke, thinking i really hadn’t gone to that many libraries (usually as my main point of traveling to places), but then things got real, really fast . feast your eyes on these literary wonders of the world (ahem, america.) is it sad that these […]

{happy-dance-and-jazz-hands list} 1;

                                         {macondray lane, san francisco;} sometimes i find myself caught up in all the things in my life that are not worthy of a happy dance; my silly job (even my managers have said that it is “where souls go to die“), the state of florida in general,  the fact that jesse eisenberg has not professed […]