Category: NEW YORK
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The Days So Far
I’ve been capturing things a bit differently now that Instagram has become my default channel. But this is still my favorite space for posting pictures. It’s a lot quieter. Which means, fewer people see what I post. Which means, I feel more free.
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A Mosh Pit Full of Fist Pumps Episode II
2015 was such a whirlwind. A blur. A ride. An adventure. A spectacle. A blast. A rollercoaster. A peanut. Crap, I lost it. Let’s just say, a lot of stuff happened.
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New Year’s Eve, Party of Two
I’ve had my share of extravagant New Year’s Eves. But this year was the craziest one yet. There was booze and wild dance moves and fisticuffs and A ROUSING GAME OF SCRABBLE. OK fine. Franco and I stayed in because we’re old and that’s what old people do. And you know what? It was awesome.
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Angela Chase Is My Homie
I’m always in my head. Whenever something big happens, I imagine Future Me reflecting on that very moment years later in full-on Angela Chase mode, narrating every furrow of the brow, out loud and angst-filled—all while I’m living it.
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Hamsters
I shared a room until I was 18. It’s a great recipe for insanity—one I plan to gift my own hypothetical offspring. After all, with all this talk about future generations growing far more entitled, information being far more accessible, and the interwebs rendering state boundaries obsolete (and thus, expanding the pool of people you […]
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I’m back
I got yelled at. I’d been back in New York for good, or at least as long as “for good” can be guaranteed by someone who moves a lot, for barely 20 minutes. And I got yelled at.
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A mosh pit full of fist pumps
So much has happened since I last wrote. Let’s see. I quit my job. I moved back to Richmond. Which means I left New York and all its wonderful wonderfulness — something that still hasn’t quite sunk in. It is possible any moment now I will wake up in my too-small room with its too-big […]
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When it rains, it rains
On a total whim one very late night, I changed my blog name. I know what you’re thinking. Who the hell changes a blog name without so much as an announcement? Didn’t she just add a graphic some weeks ago loosely related to the old name while prattling on about synapses? And why the hell […]
