(EDITED TO ADD: I have a whole new, never-before-seen post on Thought Catalog about dating divorced men. Remember when I used to date? Those were some good times.) Last night I dreamt that: – I was wrong about the time of my new job orientation and missed it; – Wandering around the endless maze of [...]
I’ve never really had any professional ambition, other than to be able to buy myself things and go on vacation and have people like me. I entered college as an international studies major, somehow thinking that I was going to wind up working in the foreign service in France. When I quit school, I was [...]
I had dinner last week with my roommate from freshman year, who I haven’t seen, or really been in touch with at all, in years. I idolized her when we lived together, and thought she was the most worldly and dazzling person I’d ever met–which, I guess, she was. I can’t remember exactly why we [...]
One of my favorite things to do each year is go to Butler’s Orchard with my cousin and her family. There is a corn maze, and a hayloft for jumping, and church ladies selling pit beef sandwiches that we eat on sloping picnic tables. We take a hayride to the pumpkin patch and search carefully [...]
Lately, I am just over it. I’m over my job, over my love life, over being sad about Lieu, over trying to think of what to do with all of this unwanted free time. Over the city and all the people in it who never come over to cuddle on the couch and make out. [...]
Bear with me a minute through the dull bit. There’s a point, and even a picture, at the end. Something to think about from Carl Jung regarding self-hatred (emphases mine): Perhaps this sounds very simple, but simple things are always the most difficult. In actual life it requires the greatest art to be simple, and [...]
1. I am off work next week. Going to Ohio for most of it and New Hampshire for a couple of days, where I will do my best to live free or die. (I love that state motto, but I think it could be improved with some more punctuation. What if there was a movie [...]
It’s (at least a little) funnier than it sounds. I made it.
I used to spend tons and tons of time wading through online dating sites, carefully parsing men’s profiles and trying to weigh such ethereal information–baseball caps bad, liberal good, too much emphasis on live shows, too little on books. I tweaked my own profile relentlessly, striving to show myself in the best light that was [...]
Having cried already today in bed, in the shower, in my car, and in my office, I submit that there should be more cultural norms surrounding the grief process for breakups. In other words, I should not have to be here today. I should be at home, and people should be dropping off homemade casseroles [...]
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