Part I Sometime in 1994: I’m in my school library on whatever day of the week is deemed “library day”. It was my favorite thing about school apart from spaghetti and canned peanut butter day in the cafeteria. (I can’t explain it. There was something about that combination that was delicious to my mouth.) Sure, … Continue reading
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part ii
Part i is here. I grew up in a modest family. By “modest” I mean I spent most of my childhood out of the city limits eating a shitload of mashed potatoes. When school ended, I rode the bus home for 2 hours or so, fought with my brothers/played outside until dark, and then tried … Continue reading
my heart & my pen in ethiopia with your help
Have you ever sat around thinking about your life? Trying to figure out what your purpose is and what the heck you’re good at. Scrolling through social media at the filtered highlights of other people’s lives trying to understand why everyone around you seems to be killing it at all of the things and you’re … Continue reading
dear niece, when i was your age (a new series) – part i of viii
It’s that time of year again, everyone. Yes, the leaves have changed color and white people all over the world are making sure you know about it, but that’s not actually what I’m referencing in this instance. It’s that glorious time of year I impart my auntie wisdom and advice upon my niece on the … Continue reading
to: 16 year old niece. love: your spinster aunt. (part ii)
Another year has gone by, which means I’ve gained another year of auntie wisdom. By this I obviously mean that my shit is no more together now than it was when Brooklyn turned 6. So in honor of her 7th birthday (which I am protesting and need a support group to survive), I will again … Continue reading
greetings from portland.
I sat at a coffee shop today. That sentence isn’t interesting or my most engaging introduction ever, but that’s what I did. I used to do this same thing in Colorado, so really life hasn’t changed all that much since my big move to Oregon a week ago. However, today, as I sat at this … Continue reading
my name is Coby, and I am a crazy bitch. (no, my blog wasn’t hacked.)
We’ve all been there. The 1:00am Instagram session. The “innocent check-in” on that person that strikes an irrational chord in our brain by simply tickling our fancy. The flirty comment from an obviously feminine username under the picture of him holding a fishing rod next to a “no fishing” sign. The complete lack of self-control … Continue reading
goodbye resolutions, hello mediocrity.
I kinda hated 2013. There, I said it. I’ve almost Tweeted it and captioned Instagrams with it several times, but what kind of ungrateful dick dislikes a whole year? The big problem here is obviously my attitude, accompanied by outrageous expectations I created that weren’t met because they didn’t stand a chance. 2013 is only … Continue reading
Break Up Bangs and Other Tips
*Disclaimer: this is a more personal post. It probably sounds a lot like an 8th grader wrote it. There are also curse words. I’m sorry. Sometimes I feel pissed off that I’m not Adele or Taylor Swift. I can’t break up with a dude (or 12) and put all the angst and disappointment I feel … Continue reading
to: 16 year old niece. love: your spinster aunt.
My best friend in the world turned 6 over the weekend. When you watch a small human grow up before your eyes, it makes you think a lot. It also makes you panic about time and life and how fast it passes you by. As I reflected on this, I came up with a short … Continue reading
