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— Tuesday, April 26th, Personal

t’s a harsh, dog eat dog world out there and sometimes there’s only one thing you can do to keep the dark spectre of reality at bay, and that’s splatter it in the lush, velvety hues of a low-to-mid-price Pinot.

Yours Truly

— Friday, April 22nd, Personal

Listen ladies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s almost swimsuit season ;0 :O !! And you know what that means!!!! Time to get reacquainted with the oppressive body standards you were probably able to hide from inside bulky coats and thick black tights all winter and fall!

Another Coffee, please?

— Friday, April 15th, Personal

I’m I walked to the North, where the cold winds churned like feet turn fruit to wine, crushing the red blood from the trees, from the earth, the skies blustering and blooming with frost.


— Thursday, April 14th, Liquid Layer

This post was initially going to be about another beer that will remain nameless because I have forgotten everything about it INCLUDING its name, it was so completely not noteworthy. When I couldn’t write anything about that beer, I was looking out for something that would REALLY knock one’s socks off, and the Downeast Maple Blend seemed like something I really hadn’t seen before.

My disgusting proclivities

— Monday, March 21st, Personal

Here is an image of the 3 most embarrassing male celebrity crushes that I’ve had in the last 1o or so years:   Ed Chestwick, Zac Efron, and Adam Lambert (YIKES) As perhaps you can surmise, using only your razor sharp powers of perception, they look hauntingly similar.

Otra Vez | Sierra Nevada Brewing Co.

— Monday, March 14th, Liquid Layer

Ok, well the first thing you should know is that I began to drink this beer while explaining to my best friend via Whats App all about my new celebrity crush, Chuck Bass from Gossip Girl, and how I want to somehow make out with him while also holding a pillow over his face.

Channing Tatum is My Son

— Sunday, May 10th, Personal

When I wake up in the morning, the sky is a brimming pink, the color rising and peeling off the treetops in reams. The cold spring air holds my breath in a small cloud.


— Thursday, April 2nd, Personal

“That’ll be $52.26,” I say, ringing up a customers books, “would you like a bag for that today?” The two large hardcovers lie face up between us, blatantly hefty. “No, thank you, I’m all set.” She manages, before stuffing her books into one of the many handled shopping bags she is already carrying.