True story: I do not wish I was taller. I’m not even entirely sure what a baller is. . . basketball player? player player? Frequently I’ve wished I was smaller. On a daily basis I…
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Day 13 of 200: The Peanut Butter Toast Chronicles
I talked with my friend EM, who lives in Madison, tonight. I bragged to her about how I was blogging again and how I had done it for TWELVE DAYS IN A ROW. I blathered…
Day 9 of 200: In Love with Constraints
First, you should know I bit my tongue again. Hard. So hard, in fact, I shouted “oh fuck” with a mouthful of bean quesadilla. It’s as though I’ve forgotten how to eat. My tongue hurts…
Day 8 of 200: The Goldilocks of Notebooks
Recently, I was bragging to BFK how I was gonna start writing in the lovely Scribbles that Matter notebook I bought in February when I was almost finished with the Lab Notes notebook I’d gotten…
Day 7 of 200: 18 Years of IWillDare.com
Holy buckets! Eighteen years of this here website. EIGHTEEN YEARS. If IWillDare.com was a human she would vote in the next election (Erin Murphy! Angie Craig!). She’d probably be going off to a sensible state…