things you learn by 25.875;

okay, so you still don’t know how to make bread bowls {and thus cannot eat your dishes.} that’s okay. cut yourself a break. it’s been a weird and funny three years. there’s still time. 25 has been really dope. ups and downs, sure, but generally a good 82% on rotten tomatoes and i’m on month 10. […]

that time i went to prague and ended up in a beer dungeon;

a little preface: ~ a million years ago, when i began documenting the two weeks i went backpacking in europe solo, i had a mental squabble over this portion of my trip. most of my non-fiction stories involve a game i play called, “is this libel?” or rather, “is this my story alone to tell?”  so i stopped […]

that time i went to europe and became a jelly donut, berlin;

{berlin: weihnachtsmarkt [christmas market, alexanderplatz],  siegessäule, smiling through the sickness @ brandenburger tor in my toadstool hat, the aforementioned currywurst restaurant} *and then i sort of kind of made it to berlin, exceeeeeept the whole part where the next flight to berlin would have been four days later, as in the day after i hypothetically left […]

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 […]

summer reads, just add water;

{oh, woops! well, howdy there. as it is always doing, life had to be lived and summertime means laptop-thigh-sweat started happening. you know how that goes. we’ll just let my little absence slide, right? i thank you kindly. as a bartering tool, here’s one of my favorite things to put up on this little space.} […]

being one with nature &etc;

{prospect park} it may not be obvious, but i’m a big fan of dirt. i really dig the stuff {hyuk-hyuk. see what i did there?} hiking in new hampshire and massachusetts has been one of my new loves since moving to the northeast, behind the burritos at boloco, petting strangers dogs outside the library, and […]

things that make me so happy i could vomit;

oh! hey there. is anybody home? my bad, ya’ll. it’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks and i’m lucky if i even remember deodorant most days. now let’s cut the crap. ever see that one episode of 30 rock? the one where jack watches a home video of one of his childhood birthdays and sees […]

{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/ […]