We had to go to the post office tonight which doesn’t seem like a huge, boring ordeal but trust me, it is. You have to take a number and of course we had like 2 million and 50 yet they…
-
-
Me: Honestly I’m not sure I want kids because what if one night I wake up and one of them is standing in the doorway all backlit and I have to wonder if it’s a zombie or not. Because in…
-
-
I actually have no idea why I’m writing about this but I’m going to do it anyways. It’s your lucky day! So, I have to personally take Oliver out at least twice every day. This gives me anxiety. Cleaning up…
-
Last weekend Francesco and I went downtown to have a drink with his friends. Of course we had to bring Oliver with us which is usually annoying. This time, however, I found a way to entertain myself with him. Sometimes…
-
Next time you’re stalking someone on FB, (I’m not judging, I spend half of my time doing the same and writing weird emails to strangers), stalk me and “like” ME. Like Me. Please. was last modified: November 28th, 2012…
-
When I was home for Christmas last year a lot of weird shit happened. We’ll start at the beginning but I’ll probably jump around a lot. First, my father, a conservative, traditional, former Iranian resident had to meet my then…
-
My mother told me that the first time I tried to run away I was nine months old. How can a baby run away at nine months old you might ask? Apparently I was like one of those babies in horror movies. The creepy ones that walk and talk and then attack someones face.
-
It’s been months since we’ve been able to leave our apartment without Oliver. When we try he goes insane, screaming, barking, howling like a baby wolf who has been abandoned and left for dead. I try to reassure him that…
-
When a wedding is in the air everyone takes a side. On the left we generally have the cynics, those who have been hurt, shattered, jaded into the defensive. For this group love equals pain, they forget about it, lock it away, and scoff at it. On the right we have the crazy people: The hopeless romantics.