DON’T GET ME WRONG: I LOVE MY ROOMMATES. Okay, “love” is a strong word. I definitely prefer my roommates over most other roommates I’ve ever had in my adult life. Do I wish I wasn’t forced to consider crapping in a Tupperware on a weekly basis? Sure. Nobody’s[…]
Tag: New York living
My Very First Visit To TIMES SQUARE
Ok so FIRST OF ALL, this story takes place a looooong time ago. Like, 2005, probably. 14 years ago. That’s one entire Tweenage Disney Channel Sitcom Star ago. My first boyfriend — in college — because Late Bloomers Gonna Bloom Late — grew up in New York City. My first[…]
Squeaky Shoes
The skill that has taken me the longest to hone, and the skill that has served me the best in my everyday life, is the ability to squeak my shoes. Yes, I have finally mastered the gentle scuff of my Converse against nearly any ground-type surface that elicits[…]