I don’t want to jinx myself, but I think I may have nipped my insomnia in the bud. If you’ve been following me on Twitter, you know this recent battle with insomnia was a rough one.
It started, innocently enough, with adjusting to a new living situation. I’m a light sleeper. The City is not:
I was [...]
In the Spring of Ought-Four, I had a brief love affair with a friend of my college roommate.
And by brief love affair, I mean a fling.
And by fling, I mean I was totally his rebound.
I knew he had a girlfriend (she was studying abroad in Australia at the time) but the sparks between us were [...]
I’m sitting here at The Cockpit watching the last hours of these Winter Olympics. I’m not sure what I’ll do with my prime time now that these games will be over. NBC has provided the perfect background noise for my nightly tinkering on teh internetz!
My tweets to Apolo Ohno have been fading in both frequency [...]
I might be the only one still amused by my inappropriate @replies to Apolo Anton Ohno, but this is seriously like the one promise on this blog that I haven’t immediately abandoned to go watch The Wendy Williams show or eat Sour Patch Watermelons or something. So you must give me that.
You think he’s not [...]
At around 2am on a Friday night, I was standing outside Dorman Street, drunkenly whining into my phone. On the other end? Matt Wilson, Brooklyn. My best friend since high school.
“I need you to do me a big favor. I need you to tell me that boys are stupid. And that I’m pretty.”
“We’re idiots, all of [...]