August 11, 2010
In my experience, nothing extraordinary ever happens at 4am. When I was a teenager, it was sneaking back into my bedroom window before dawn, praying my mama wasn’t waiting in my room threatening to send me to a convent where they don’t allow push-up bras or wine coolers. In college, it meant drunk food at [...]
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August 10, 2010
I’m not sure what Andy thinks happens when I travel. I imagine he fancies it some sort of non-stop slumber party. We spend all day in our underwear, eating cupcakes, dancing to girly music, having tickle fights. The reality of traveling with me is much less glamorous. In fact, as anyone who has ever roomed [...]
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