In West Philadelphia

In West Philadelphia

Someone please bring back “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.” I’ve been laughing at this all day.

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Love it.

Check out my post on Good Day Sacramento CBS 13:

Journalists are a completely different breed than the rest of the population, so you should know exactly what you’re getting into before making a move on one. Here are some tips to help you decide if you can handle being with these females:

1. Female journalists are ballsy. We’re not afraid to tell it like it is because it’s our job. Honesty is the number one characteristic of a talented and successful writer, therefore, that straightforwardness will be projected to you every day. If we don’t like what you’re doing or how you’re treating us, we will immediately notify you…and probably without a filter. If you prefer a woman who tap dances around situations then don’t date a journalist.

We take risks and aren’t afraid of anything-especially you. We are not naive, we arefree-spirited, tough individuals who seek challenges…

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London Calling

Since my breakup a few months ago, I have had this insatiable urge to run away to London. Not just for a vacation, but to work there for a little while. Luckily, my line of work lets me actually act upon it.

So we’ll see.

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Face It All Together


I like this. It makes me feel like this is all normal. Every 20-something should see this.

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Beep Beep

Beep Beep


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Got Away by Some Mistake


I just found out my Friend With Benefits (and minor crush…I got a little attached, okay?) has a new girlfriend. 

All of the Taylor Swift lyrics right now. All of them.

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Love That Dirty Water

Love That Dirty Water


But New Yorkers probably don’t like you either.

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This is All I Really Need Out of Life

This is All I Really Need Out of Life

Oh, and beer served to me by cute boys. And probably sunblock.

As Liz Lemon would say in Spanish, Quiero ir a allí.

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So all of my silly irrational fears happened on New Year’s Eve. But one of my hot guy friends told me I looked “dazzling.” How’s that for a compliment?

My ex-boyfriend was also salivating.

Well damn.

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