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So, my husband is obsessed with Ellen and he asked me if we can go to her show when we move to the US. I told him that we can although I have no idea where her show is located…

F: Berlusconi is running for prime minister again. How the hell is this possible!? ME: Is it weird I’m not surprised? F: After all the prostitute scandals and the indictment how can people still support him running? I mean, do…

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…

Because I’m Classy.

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.