On Why I Breast My Cards
I’m actually pretty terrible at breasting my cards, or hiding my Scrabble letters, or not smirking at my own made up definitions during Balderdash. Hiding what I have rarely comes naturally to me, whether we’re talking games or personal opinions. And dear lord, if you’ve ever seen my face in motion, it’s an expressive piece […]
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Are You Serious About Austin? Part 2 of 2
(Ed note: This story began yesterday, and it’s recommended you start there before proceeding. Or not.) Where were we? Oh right… “Planning on kissing someone?” the man in a white-polo shirt asked me, sliding me a foil wrapped stick. “Planning on more than that,” I said. The men dissolved into laughter, and I walked into the […]
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The Best View
Last week, my work rented out a spacious, crazy-amazing deck on the 40th floor of a fancy pants hotel in San Francisco with the express purpose of watching the Blue Angels practice their stunt work for Fleet Week. Wind gently whipped across my face, rose sparkling wine flowed freely, and I felt at peace with […]
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If you’ve asked, just receive, baby.
In my quietest dreams and tiniest downtimes, I asked to forget. For the visceral memories to fade into the doorframe and make space in the doorway for something new to enter. After forgiving myself and accepting the present as I knew it, I asked for a reason to find peace. – My dear friend Jesse […]
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A Third Date That Will Live in Infamy
Despite some smish-smash of textversation that resulted in confusion as to when, where, and how we’d meet up, my third date with Lux began with only one hitch: he wasn’t at the restaurant. I’d circled the place twice, brightly colored shirts every which way, but he was nowhere to be seen. As I reached to […]
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Conversations in the Dark
Long, dark drives when cell phones have passed out of batteries and the roads are just clear enough that attention to being able to stop-and-go in a stick shift isn’t necessary are moments ripe for falling into conversation about that which you should talk about, but don’t want to. As it was for A-Ron and […]
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Musings Re: Tinder
I wanted to start this post with a sentence that began The weird thing about Tinder is…but I realized that was probably the most ridiculous, and obvious, way to begin a thought about Tinder. So instead I give you this: The un-weird thing about Tinder is how accurately it mimics real life. Imagine you’re at the […]
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Movers and Shakers
Shaken awake, I laid in bed for a few heartbeats before deciding, yes, yes, this was indeed and earthquake and bolted to a doorless doorway for the duration of the quake (which lasted many more heartbeats, but given my ticker was thumping along as if I had just jumped out of a hot air balloon, […]
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Pretty Girl
Our early experiences in relationships of the intimate variety shape us in strange ways. I used to shudder when a boy – the I hope he likes me as much as I like him sort of boy – called me pretty, or beautiful, or sexy. I’d glance anywhere but in his eyes; just over his plaid-shirted […]
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Guest Blog: Like a Lot of Things in Life
Readers, meet my darling friend Whitney. I know darling sounds diminutive, which size-wise she is. But personality and wisdom-wise, no no. She is bold, and embracing the bravery that comes with figuring life out. Whitney is the one who made me realize the key idea that bravery sucks. It’s hard. Being brave is not easy – […]
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