I've become a professional wrestler. It's the only way to explain why my bed looks like this when I wake up. I snapped this photo a day ago, moments after arising from my slumber (ah, poetry) and gazing at my bed in crusty-eyed shock. Had I participated in a dance competition in my sleep? Had …
Blogvember #18: About your Author. (Friday Taunts)
Been a while since you resurrected this feature, huh? Well, I wanted to give you a break since you’re always so pleased when we do it. By now, though: don’t your readers enough about you? Nah, we haven’t even touched the tip of that iceberg. Fine, fine. What’s going on with you? Are you eating …
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Blogvember #15: Your Square Peg.
Had no clue what to talk about today. My equilibrium is off and I want to nap. So here's a photo of me at 8 years old, sitting for a passport photo, giving you frosty face/don't come at me/who do you think you are?/just try me. An expression that has served me well through the …
Blogvember #10: Yawn.
Ours in an everlasting love. Longest.day.ever. Off to bed, party people.
things i currently need #9: décor dreams. (Blogvember #8)
Thought I'd share some of my needs when it comes to decorating my new apartment, which has become quite comfortable but still lacks some of the niceties and touches that I think would make it feel more like home. To that end, below are some of ideas I've pinned on my "mon espace" (my space) …
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Blogvember #7: Oh, am I blushing?
I think the last time I wore blush was sometime in my late teens when I officially got the green light from the Moms to start wearing makeup. Since my abundance of teen magazines provided everything from makeup tips to how to get that guy to notice you (no comment), I basically put everything on …
Blogvember #5: Any Frolunteers?
​​ Saturday night with le fro. Who's coming around to twist this thing? Anyone? Bon first day of the weekend...
Blogvember #4: Sleepy on the Tube.
After landing at Heathrow, my hostess and friend had already taken me to dinner, ice cream, a walk around Leicester Square (where I saw my love), and a bit of other sightseeing in between. Here on the Tube, finally headed to her home in Ipswich, was the face of gleeful jet-lagged sensory overload. Look at those …
Blogvember #3: On Chocolate Pigs and Resets.
Real talk: since arriving in the Lone Star State in September, I've been ingesting sweets and junk food like a chocolate pig. I wish I were exaggerating. If you've followed TSP for a while, you know that in 2015, I embarked on a gaining health lifestyle change. I changed everything: how I felt about food, …
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Blogvember #2: Deliverance.
Back in the day, I was a proud purveyor of the poker face. Betraying nothing on the surface while all kinds of madness/side eye/frustrations went on underneath. Perhaps it was a by-product of growing up painfully shy: I didn't want anyone to notice me anyway, so it wasn't necessary to communicate, even via my face, …
This Square Peg. 