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  • The Down and Dirty of Turn Season

    My memories of college move-in days involve a lot of crying or sweating. Sometimes both, together. At the time, I wasn’t so great at the whole being away from my parents thing. Damn you both for providing me with a loving childhood. Simultaneously, my college wasn’t so great at the whole air conditioning thing. Three flights of steps + all of my worldly possessions – A/C = a disgruntled father. I...
  • No More Mr. Bad Guy

    Breaking up, as they say, is hard to do. No one ever says the right thing. Someone is always crying. And the dumper, despite the very best of intentions, is automatically the bad guy.  Now imagine if you took the subjective element out of it. Instead of spouting out lines that are meant to comfort but that always feel like crap to hear (“It’s not you, it’s me,” “You deserve so much better”, “I...
  • Soft Pants, Soft Sell

    I discovered ‘soft pants’ last month. This is an actual thing. They’re those pants for women—usually tapered at the ankle—that look (and feel) like classy pajamas acceptable for daytime wear. Sometimes they have patterns. Always they are soft. These soft pants are slowly yet steadily changing my life. I’m concerned I may never return to hard pants. Goodbye, jeans. You were good to me. But...
  • Why You Gotta Be So Mean

    In first grade, sweet, innocent and shy 7-year-old me was sitting quietly at my desk, minding my own business. And then I got up to sharpen my pencil, took a few steps and dragged the chair right with me.  Turns out my classmate Robby Jenkins decided to tie the string of my jacket to the leg of the chair before sitting back and watching the embarrassment unfold. It was both genius and horribly...

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