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2.3 Trauma with a Capital T, and That Rhymes with P and That Stands for PERSONAL STORY TIME
It’s been a while since I’ve posted, because I’ve been feeling uninspired with no real creative direction lately. It’s like the metaphorical “drought,” if you will. But I was chit-chatting with a friend a week or so ago, on a Saturday night (and yes, wine was included. Yes, we had to go out and buy…
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2.2 Thanksgiving Hot Takes: The Foods and the Dudes
What, like YOU’VE never compared classic Thanksgiving dishes to general male archetypes? Give me a FREAKIN’ break. Turkey: Ole Buddy, Ole Pal The Food: Turkey is a Thanksgiving staple, right? Thanksgiving dinner wouldn’t be Thanksgiving dinner without it! It’s reliable and always there. The Dude: This is the classic camped-in-the-friendzone scenario. He’s nice, inoffensive, but…
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2.1 The Giraffe in the Room (Spoiler Alert: It’s Me)
When I started this blog, I said that I wasn’t going to beat the dead “I’m a tall girl and it makes things complicated sometimes” horse. But as I’m entering my second series of the blog, I’m going to focus a little more on the dating/relationship side of things, and in order to do that…
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1.15 The Monster Mash? Seriously, Just Do Better.
Unpopular opinion: The Monster Mash is the cheesiest song ever. While “my ears are bleeding” has a lovely spooky vibe to it, you probably don’t actually want your ears to bleed on Halloween, but I assure you that they will if you listen to The Monster Mash. It sucks, and it’s about time we all…
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1.14 A Mile A Minute: Some Disorganized, Rapid-Fire Thoughts After a Week Here In John Denver-ville
Will I ever stop referencing John Denver when talking about my new apartment and town? What’s the diagnosis? Is it chronic? Is it contagious? Just mildly annoying? The apartment is great, but moving the heavy fold-out couch up the staircase last weekend was traumatic, to say the least. You know that Friends episode where Ross…
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1.13 Sure, Let Me Just Call My Mom First.
Because I am going to assume that all of you are just hanging on to every single word that I post on here, I’m going to also assume that you may be wondering why I haven’t been posting with as much vim and vigor as I was when I first started up this blog. If…
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1.12 Even Though I STILL Don’t Have Spotify Premium, You Should Take My Musical Advice. Really.
I can’t be the only person here who has to find release in the little things now and then. Sometimes, it’s working out. I personally think a “runner’s high” is a myth, but I do enjoy turning on Game of Thrones while I’m on the Elliptical and blocking everything out for a half hour or…
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1.11 The One With the Angst and the Volleyball Tryouts
How many of you have recently talked to a middle schooler? I mean REALLY talked to them, like, got in there, rolled your sleeves up and just got elbow-deep into all of the preteen drama that is the life of a middle schooler? I had the pleasure of doing that this weekend at my grandfather’s…
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1.10 Crazy Little Thing Called Lover
I know that I’ve said that I’ve never been in a real relationship before. I’m gonna take that back. Because I used to be in a pretty serious relationship with Taylor Swift. I mean, this was years ago, when I was still rocking a neon green camisole under EVERY SINGLE shirt I wore, back when…
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1.9 Summer and Lower-Back Sweat Cramped My Style, But This Season, Ain’t Nothin’ Gonna Break My Stride.
Like any normal person, my favorite season is fall. Not because of Halloween, not because of my birthday (Scorpio season is coming up, y’all!), and not because of the seasonal phenomenon that is bobbing for apples. I mean, seriously. Who even invented bobbing for apples!? Some jackass probably thought, “hey, here’s an idea: DROWNING, but…
It's Raining Em
Emma June
It's Raining Em 