The Milk
I feel so incredibly loved to have people who will miss me like this; I feel so incredibly remorseful to know that my move will hurt them. I don’t tell them that milk makes me sad.
The Hedgehog of Shame
Sometimes I’d do anything to get away from the frightening ambiguous emotional mass I feel.
Learning to Create From My Past Self
We came up with a strategy to try to get me to write faster, which was to play the Macklemore song “Can’t Hold Us” on loop until I was done.
The Best Museums You’ve Never Heard Of (Take That, British Museum)
The very dramatic voiceover describing the role of the rocks in the politics of feudal Japan is worthy of a blockbuster movie trailer.
Anticipate This!
It is painful to be a child of time.
Confessions of a Second-Year Gardener; or, Celebrating Inadequacy
More often than not, I’ve found myself wanting to walk away from the garden this year.
Have We Ruined the Casual Fan Experience?
I was thinking a little too much.
Post-Post-Grad
As a newly minted big-time adult, there are a few things that I am admittedly better at than I was four years ago.
We’re Not In the Abstract
They are little rascals.
Trying to Be a Sam Raimi Spider-Man in an Ultimates World
Sincerity, kindness, and selflessness beget sincerity, kindness, and selflessness.
