I packed it all up in, literally, one day. Even my brand new Wii that only saw the light for a couple of days was right back in its black box, ready to be stuffed (or carefully placed, to avoid damage) in the back of my Jeep. My art supplies, once scattered about my apartment, stored in various room crevices, behind bookshelves, behind storage boxes, were now neatly sorted by size and packaged in...
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Can We Talk about This?
What I both love and hate about Cincinnati is how small of a city it can be sometimes. Hate the fact because I can't help but run into the same unsavory characters time in time again no matter what restaurant, bar, or store I go to. Love the fact because running into people leaves little to no opportunity...
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Abandoning the Ship
"Less than 30 days..." His text message countdown is as vague as they come but I know right away what he is referring to - I, too, am silently and impatiently counting down until the day he comes back from Spain and I can see him again."Will you come visit me the day I come back?" he follows up his...
Monday, June 7, 2010
Rules of Infatuation
The men of Cincinnati (and I am generalizing here a bit) have very odd dating tendencies. To put it kindly.When I moved to Cincinnati a few years go, I thought Philly, my hometown, was bad. Boy, was I not prepared for the lovely Midwestern surprise that welcomed me to the Queen city with its open, cow-tipping...
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