(Or less melodramatically known as, “The Day I Swam Alone Around the Peninsula”) There were three beaches in Alyki that we frequented, when we weren’t studiously working on our writing (ahem), called Beach 1, 2, and 3. Our workshop leader introduced us to the beaches in this way, but it took me nearly three weeks to … Continue reading The Day I Almost Died Swimming
My Love for Fitbits Explained Okay, so I need to back it up for the blog readers who don’t know what a Fitbit is, i.e., my parents, and anyone who’s not as fanatically insane about exercising as I am. The Fitbit is a brand of tracking devices that the government uses to learn about our habits … Continue reading Ode to Fitbit
The bugs have found me. It started with what I thought were mutant mosquitos that attacked me in the middle of the night. My second day in Scotland, I woke up with several itchy bites, two on my ankle and one—fortunately enough—on my face. It looks like I’ve got some sort of blemish disease, which … Continue reading “Jenny Bee” Returns
This past weekend I decided to say goodbye to my waitressing job. Despite the anticipated feelings of liberation and joy I thought I’d experience (something akin to running naked through a field of daisies yelling, “I’m free, I’m free!”), I felt remarkably sad. In fact, I’m tempted to call them now and say, “Hey, … Continue reading “Tangents are great” said the justification blogger
Running sucks. I’ve grown to have a love/hate relationship with it ever since graduating college, but it used to be pure hatred. “People are not meant to run!!” I’d feel like shouting to PE instructors, coaches, and friends who thought our bonding time would be best spent with me trying not to dry heave. I may be … Continue reading What’s that sound?
They Call Me Fushilou 