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But… I just love him so much.  So much that I want to be just like him.

I’m not feeling many words these days.  Obviously. But I will say GOOD LUCK to my friends Joey and Stephanie who are both taking the bar exam starting today.  Rock it like it’s your job until it IS your job.

You can guess who said what. – – – – – – – – I will never, ever understand why God thought insects were a good idea.  I mean, they rhyme with “in sex.”  Which makes no sense. It turns out beat boxing is kind of super cool and attractive. Isn’t it strange that “obvious”…

If there’s anything that I love about blogging, it’s the possibility of a connection. And no, not just for me. Did you know that two different couples have met in the comments section of this blog, and dated for a bit?  I mean, people with NO prior association, and I had nothing to do with…

If eyes cleansed with tears see the most clearly, then today, I have perfect vision. Sometimes, I think that I’ve gotten really good at confessing my tiny faults in hopes that no one will ever suspect nor discover the big ones.  But lately, I’m not very good at hiding them – and as a result,…

On Saturday afternoon, just after discovering some sort of maggot larvae undulating in my bottle of cumin (do you have any idea how long I’ve waited for the opportunity to use the word “undulate” – and how this horrifying experience totally wasn’t worth the satisfaction?), I deactivated my Facebook account. I am trying to give…

Julie: right before she kicked some serious booty on the GRE (not the GED, as I frequently refer to it), she sent me flowers at work yesterday.  She is so thoughtful, I can’t even stand it.  Julie Curtis is, perhaps, THE nicest person I know. Like, when I come home from the gym and I’m…

I tout myself as a thrifty person – one who hates to waste anything – and will find a use for every half-used jar of marmalade, every discarded ribbon from a birthday present, every unloved piece of furniture. However, I am a fraud – no better than a snake oil salesman. My parents recently visited…

Call me a killjoy, but I don’t think I will ever be the kind of woman who joins the Red Hat Society. No offense.