The opening weekend of Spelling Bee went wonderfully, but not without incident. Prone, as I am, to a disgruntled stomach, it seems I was to disagree with dinner between the Saturday matinee and evening performances. As I was getting ready for the 8pm performance I was feeling a little unstable in the digestion department. Just … See the full post
Around nine months ago when I left previous job, I wanted my future self to give me assurance that everything was going to be okay. I wanted to know that I wouldn’t be living off baked beans and bread (mind you, I did then and really still do to some degree). I’m now in a … See the full post
There’s something oddly delightful about having the whole office to yourself first thing on a Friday morning before everything kicks off and we all crash into a wall at 5. There’s something less oddly delightful about the courier who busted in, breaking up the silence, and scared the poop out of me. I’m slowly coming … See the full post
