Sushi in a Box
One of the interesting things about teaching anthropology is that you end up wearing your anthropologist’s hat ALL of the time. As such, as simple purchase…
Folding Boyfriend for Hire?
Here’s a little something I bet you didn’t know about me. I hate folding laundry. Like really hate it. I find that moving it around works…
Boyfriend vs. Ballet
It’s not that I don’t like ballet; it’s that ballet doesn’t like me. Nonetheless, I decided a few weeks ago that it was time to get…
A Year Later Love Letter
The reception hall wasn’t exactly over flowing with eligible bachelors. I was there by myself, dateless despite a year of serial dating, and even though I…
The “A” Word
So like I said: I’ve been keeping a secret. It’s not a bad secret—in fact, it’s the complete opposite of bad, but I’ve been afraid to…
