Welcome to the twenty-fifth installment of Open Book. If it’s your first time here, click here for a little background.
I feel I have the authority to say this because, as of this summer, I have officially lived in five different apartments over the past five years. I’ve reassembled my IKEA bed so many times I don’t even need the cryptic directions anymore.
But it’s not just the packing and box-lugging that make moving terrible. I think what sucks more than anything is the fear. Fear that that you’ve chosen the wrong place, the wrong price, the wrong roommates. Fear that the neighbors will be the kind from hell. Fear that you’re somehow hurtling in the wrong direction but tough shit ’cause now you’re legally obligated to stay out the one-year lease. Fear, most broadly, of all the nebulous unknowns.
Welcome to the twenty-fourth installment of Open Book. If it’s your first time here, click here for a little background.
This entry in my blog will address menstruation, blood, pads, tampons, cramps, and related uterine topics. If the thought of broaching such material makes you uncomfortable, kindly get over yourself (#SorryNotSorry; #EndPeriodStigma) and read on.
Welcome to the twenty-third installment of Open Book. If it’s your first time here, click here for a little background.
Dearest readers, I want to start by asking you a question: What words would you use to describe yourself?
Maybe you’d poke fun at a few of your less-than-stellar qualities and call yourself geeky or perpetually late or such a hot mess right now lol. But you probably wouldn’t be outright mean to yourself. Right?
Welcome to the very first installment of Open Book. If it’s your first visit, click here for a little background.
Today, we travel back to May 9, 1999. The scene is second grade, and I have just told my first serious lie. But you won’t find any evidence of that in my diary at the time: a spiral-bound notebook with a close-up of Tigger on the front cover. On the back cover, I have used stickers to attach piece of paper that reads “PRIVATE” in multi-colored crayon. And inside is the following entry: