Annie Parsons

I try to avoid posts like this, because I don’t want to assume that people other than my mom are interested in the minutia of my every day life.  But the truth is that my creativity, energy, and brainpower are currently being channeled elsewhere, and I cannot find the time nor the lucidity to pull…

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 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,…

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…

Today, I am back to reality – back to Nashville, back to the heat, back to work, back to the gym, back to balancing my checkbook, back to routine, back to a schedule. It feels quite wretched, so much so that I accidentally started bawling last night when I got back – “accidentally” being that…

The cruise ship is a battle zone, and I am at war. I refuse to gain a pound a day. But this is proving to take some serious combat. I wake up each morning and put on my armor: a reasonable breakfast of one egg over easy, a small bowl of cereal, and an Americano. …

This morning, I woke up in Seattle. I am about to board a ship dedicated by Mary-Kate and Ashley in the year 2000. If I get the chance, I will karaoke Huey Lewis and Gwyneth Paltrow’s “Cruisin’” with a stranger – and that is a promise. Bon voyage!