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The Good News: I am officially moving into my new place on Sunday.
The Bad News: The new place is still a complete construction zone without even a toilet.
The Story: My folks have been kind enough to let me rent an apartment in the building that they own.  And while I’m not even mentally ready to [...]

Digital photography has made me less discriminating.  I remember fretting over every shot; is it worth taking a photo of this statue or that sunset?  Now I click at too many things and get overwhelmed when I return home from a trip.  Surprisingly, I didn’t take many pictures in Newport, which is actually a good [...]

My Tuesday evening meet up with Dingo and The Coconut Diaries, as well as the three-day excursion to Newport the following day, were much needed diversions in this crazy month.  Dingo and TCD are amazing, hysterical, and absolutely gorgeous women who are even funnier in person (as if that were possible).  We had a very [...]

I feel like time has sped up in the last few weeks, and continues to go faster and faster while I try to keep balance.  It seemed like the winter would never end and now I’m in the home stretch for the school year, with responsibilities piling up on me.  My folks have needed extra [...]

I’ve mentioned before that my roommate has gotten her dream job - teaching high school in Honolulu, Hawaii.  Since it’s not worth the time or money for her to ship everything she owns over 5000 miles, I suggested she have a stoop sale this weekend to see if she can clear out some of her [...]

The ultimate reason for this post is to show you guys two freakin’ funny videos.  But there is so much going on in my brain that I need to write something first, so bear with me.
I went for years with a knot in my stomach, a knot brought about by my life with D.  Don’t [...]

I love to people-watch and Morocco was no exception.  In the cities, many people wore “Western” clothes.  Young women wearing high heels and designer jeans, though sometimes paired with a headscarf.  The older folks tended to wear their djellabas:

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The women kept their hair long while the men’s hair was trimmed short.  I think this is [...]

Between karaoke birthdays and baby showers, spontaneous sleepovers and unexpected visitors, I have really been neglecting this blog.  Just now, when I logged in, a tumble weed blew across my screen and I heard music from a Sergio Leone spaghetti western.  I finally got around to editing the Morocco pictures, but compared to the ones [...]