my so-called life.

People aren’t meant to move alone. Who watches the cart when you move the car into the loading dock at the furniture store?* Who holds down the boxes as you tie them to the roof rack?** Who reassures you that the black table will match with the dining room chairs?*** Who [...]

water fight.

They told me Seattle was rainy. And i guess it is, but so far the water hasn’t quite been the type that’s fallen from the sky. Let me explain…
I’ve been in an apartment daze since I’ve been here. My cellphone is full of landlords’ numbers and building managers. My most recently [...]

home sweet home.

yesterday my life was in order.  i just had to flip a coin and an apartment would be mine.  i had dinner plans at a potential place of employment and it wasn’t raining.  things were good.
so, i went to sleep with peace of mind.  and then i woke up with a start.  doubts, questions, concerns.  [...]

change of address.

i know, i know, what’s a post without at least some mention of food? i’ll get there, i swear, but priority #1 right now is shelter. food will follow.
so, in my search for shelter i’ve seen everything from studios in wallingford, to one bedrooms in capitol hill, studios with nothing in them, to [...]

speechless.

I like to talk. A lot. Most of the time I saw nothing of any importance. Sometimes I make funny jokes, mostly, though, I make bad jokes. I talk about the weather, I pretend to talk about sports, I talk about food, and I talk about books. I talk [...]

it’s elemental, my dear watson.

dinner tonight blew me away. this is why i came to seattle, damn it. good great food, no pretension, no theatrics, just food.
and even though the focus tonight was wholly on the food, the setting was majestic too.  overlooking the water, the seattle skyline in front of us, it was almost tempting to [...]

bienvenido a seattle.

“Running this fast is reserved for marathon sprinters and those hoping to evade serial killers with axes.” That’s what was running through my head as I ran through the Cleveland airport tonight. But I was not a marathon sprinter and there weren’t any murderers on my heels so there was no time to [...]

prophecy fulfilled.

To: UPenn Admissions Officer
From: Recent Alumna
re: prophecy fulfilled.

t-minus 17 hrs.

the purple postcard in front of me reads “Relax. Ask us why.” It’s a cheeky message of mental health awareness courtesy of the ever-present and ever-clever Office of Health Education. I found it when I packed my room for The Big Move.
The Big Move. Yeah. Ask me how did I spent [...]

coming home.

Homecoming weekend.   Alumni return in droves to a pristine campus, tents on college green, friends they haven’t seen in years (or months or even decades).  It was great to see friends, visit my old college haunts, throw toast after the 3rd quarter, and sing the Red and the Blue.  It wasn’t so great [...]