2 notes, July 18, 2011
A full day at work, a 10 mile bike ride, and a soon to eat wonderful Spanish dinner at my favorite restaurant. Summer ain’t so bad.
4 notes, July 13, 2011
Sometimes a rainy day is so goddamn refreshing, and exactly what the doctor ordered.
0 notes, June 28, 2011
This is why you’re my girl. And my favorite sister waitress.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, I take an extreme amount of pride in being a waitress. I’ve always had a lot of respect for the women I work with. The food service industry is a tough gig, and women who can do it well usually turn out to be genuinely remarkable people. Now that I’ve been…
Remember when I was able to do this? I’ve seemed to have forgotten. Time to get that hottie bod back.
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Alex left yesterday. I leave tomorrow for my internship in California. I’ve worked ten straight days and I’m feeling oddly liberated and awfully tired.
3 notes, June 19, 2011
0 notes, June 5, 2011
“You have brains in your head and feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own and you know what you know. And you are the one who’ll decide where to go.”
HEY SOPHIE IT THE BOMB MIA!!! HANNAH IS DOING MOMMY STUFF DAD IS POOPING MOM IS ON THE COUCH HOW IS THE PARTY
AND HOW R YOU I NO IAM GOOD ME AND HANNAH GOT ICE CREAM IT WAS GOOD IAM WATCHING THE EAMMYS
IT IS GOOD IN MY ROOM ON MY MIRROR I HAVE A KZOO STICKER HANNAH MOM AND DAD AND ME SAY HI MOLLY MISSES YOU
WILLI GOT TO GO NOW LOVE THE BOMB MIA XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
This is the email that I received on the first day of college, from my eight year old sister, Mia. I heard the next day that my mom gave her permission to write the email, but I wouldn’t put sneaking onto my mom’s email account past her technical abilities.
0 notes, June 1, 2011