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garikfest 2012

garikfest 2012

Last weekend my friend Garik traveled to Indianapolis to visit me and Gretchen. Garik is one of my oldest friends–we’ve been buddies since eighth grade when we used to sit at the same table in science class. He’s been a real vagabond lately, hippying it up in St. Petersburg just blocks from where Jack Kerouac died in … Continue reading

St. Patrick's Day: Indy style

St. Patrick's Day: Indy style

This is the lovely view from our balcony door on St. Patrick’s Day. The weather was absolutely perfect for an all-day drink-a-thon, and I had an amazing time and didn’t even black out even though I started drinking around 1pm. Waking up on St. Patrick’s Day was more exciting for me than waking up on … Continue reading

adventures with allison

Last weekend I went to Philadelphia to visit my friend Allison, who I haven’t seen since we studied abroad together in the fall of 2008. The night that Allison and I solidified our friendship will live in infamy, because it was the first “crazy” night I had in Amsterdam, and it was also the night … Continue reading

hetero-lifemating and the like

I submitted this picture of me and Gretchen to Free Crappy Portraits and they posted their rendition yesterday! Click here to see it. It’s satisfyingly crappy, and I think it captures us pretty well. The original picture was taken at one of our sorority semi-formals last year. I’m not sure how it got started, but over … Continue reading

beware of the ice on the lake

My sister just graduated from high school, which means that yesterday we hosted the obligatory graduation party at our house. Obviously the best thing about graduation parties is the food. There was taco salad, pasta salad, quesadillas, meatballs, deviled eggs, baked beans, punch, cake, and cheesy potatoes as far as the eye could see. Also, … Continue reading

let me tell you a telling story

My dad has always been a good storyteller, which is something I’ve admired about him for as long as I can remember. When I was little he used to tell this scary story to me and my sister and our friends about a man who cut off his toe with a garden hoe. I don’t … Continue reading

in sober celebration

Last year on Saint Patrick’s Day I woke up at 7am and hiked with Gretchen through the early dawn to go to the sorry excuse for an Irish bar that’s just off the corner of Wittenberg’s campus. I drank green beer, ate scrambled eggs, got a free t-shirt, and skipped all my classes. I remember … Continue reading

mediocre charlotte and fast times in licking county

Okay, so, when I was a teenager, I was kind of obsessed with this band called Good Charlotte. You might remember Good Charlotte as that crappy pop-punk band from the early 2000s that catered to the “loser” kids with sing-a-long classics like Little Things. Benji Madden had pink hair and some sort of dog collar necklace, and I … Continue reading