Miami Bound
So today, I’m heading to Miami. I’ve never flown to Florida for just a weekend before, and it seems rather decadent. My guilt over carbon emissions,…
Something Akin to Cabin Fever
Between snow days and sick days, my bank account’s not looking nearly as healthy as it once did. Nonetheless, when I brave the snow to deposit…
Aren’t We Supposed to Learn from History?
Somehow, inexplicably, I’m still alive. Obviously it’s because I’m meant to return to the activist ways of my youth and go storming the halls of Congress…
Of Shoes and Sudafed
You know you’re truly under the weather when there are two brand new shoeboxes lying on the floor outside of your closet, containing (presumably) the new…
How Not to Make a Sauna
“Just try it,” my mother urges me, “it’s just like a sauna.” For the record, hanging your head over a bowl of boiling, eucalyptus-scented water in…
According to Austen
The great Jane Austen once wrote “A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” She…
The Demise of PSM#3
I’m on the third floor of Barnes and Noble leafing through a novel by Simone de Beauvoir when PSM#3 finally deigns to grace me with his…
This is SO Not Good
As I make my way to Rittenhouse Square to meet PSM#3, I find myself in dire need of a pep talk. Having recently discovered, thanks to…
Confessions of a Google Stalker
Having just written about the degradations of stalking my various love interests over the years, I would like to offer a slight clarification. Stalking, as in…
Of Snowflakes and Stalking
To celebrate Wednesday’s snow day (and reward myself for having shoveled the entire sidewalk and driveway), I decided to be truly decadent. First, I rummaged through…
My Chocolate-Induced Revelation
Two and a half peanut butter-cappuccino brownies later, I’ve figured it out: my blog has gotten boring because my life has gotten boring. I’m gainfully employed…
Has it Really Come to THIS?
I have blog envy. My best friend from high school has just started a new blog called Where Is My Suitcase and even though I’m happy…
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