A personal blog only one step above poop jokes
One of the weird things I think about constantly is that October 4th used to just be a normal day for me. I lived for 27 years before October 4th was anything I thought about other than to write it on a check or a school paper that happened to be penned on that day.… Continue reading Year Four
I think it is possible that today was one of the best days of my whole life. I made a roundabout trip from Providence to New York City with the cast of a show I am in. We are performing at Fringe Festival NYC starting this Saturday and today was our dress rehearsal in the… Continue reading My Best Day
Tomorrow I am turning 30. I think this post is mostly me trying to exist in this moment where I am still 29 but prepared for 30. My twenties felt adequately long and I don't feel like I missed them or they went too fast or anything like that. I guess I just feel strange to… Continue reading What My 30 Looks Like
I have been sick since late January. I am not the kind of sick where I take some vitamin C, get some extra sleep and push through my normal schedule. I have been the type of sick in Little Women when you start to worry about Beth and put the book down to cope emotionally.… Continue reading Super Mono & Small Goals
Yesterday was brutal. After the post I wrote, I continued to struggle emotionally. Then, more "terrible-awful" got tacked on to the day: I found out I didn't get a gig I auditioned for and got into a useless fight with one of my bosses which ended my time at that job. Each individual occurrence is normally manageable;… Continue reading Dusting Off
1. I'm weird- When no one is around to hold you accountable for normal behavior, things can get pretty wacky. Recently my downstairs neighbors complimented my singing, which is flattering and humiliating all at once because it means they can hear me. A lot. I have full conversations with my pets, eat cold pizza with the… Continue reading Three Things I’ve Learned From Living Alone
Being an adult is hard. I feel like my responsibilities are a game of whack a mole, always hitting one while three more pop up. Feelings of tension and suspense are held throughout my body because there are so many things that people never talk about and that spring up on me like a creepy… Continue reading The Beast Of Adulthood
Learning to be Funny 