“What should I be when I grow up?”
“You can be whatever you want to be. Just be happy.” Continue reading
This post goes too far. A superior edit of it first appeared on In The Powder Room and being a little bit removed provided some cover. But now I’m including it on this blog and it may be too much for those who know me.
In fact, if you’re: my mom, my mother-in-law, Kirsten, Cristina, anyone who works with me, Brian, Jennie, Maggie, Claudio, anyone I’ve ever gone to school with, anyone who is friends with me on Facebook, residents of Chicago and Indiana and the United States, English speakers, and non-English speakers, then you must skip this post. Here, read about the time I stole some doughnuts.
To anyone who is still cleared to read: just promise me we will never meet in real life after you’re done reading. Because I won’t be able to make eye contact.
I’ll admit it. Before, I may have been a bit of an alarmist. Before, I think I jumped the gun. Before, I didn’t know the range on Monotone Joe’s spectrum of paranoia. Before, I had no idea how loosely held together he is.
Then I came home and found my neighbor, Monotone Joe, in my mulberry. Continue reading
Dear person who lives outside the U.S. and may have seen Girl Meets World,
There are a few things I need to say to you right now: Continue reading