Neurotic As Hell

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I'd been meaning to get to the Museum of Contemporary Art for weeks. Because I love contemporary and modern art (even if I don't always "get it" — show me a canvas painted completely white any day!) There's a free-admission day on Tuesdays but something...

I always hated my toes. They're chubby and fat. And they get a bit too hairy. Yes, yes I just admitted all of that on the interweb. (And I wonder why no one wants to date me?) And then there's the fact that the big toenail...

I have had a bottle of pink hair dye that has been sitting in my drawer for, no joke, twelve years. I probably bought it my sophomore year of college when I was dying my hair every color of the rainbow. Every color, that is,...

Jen and Andrew were in town from Seattle for the wedding. And so, the monday after, when we were all back in Chicago, we decided to meet up to go to the Shedd to look at sea creatures...

Despite the fact that I just spent eleven months in Asia, I ordered Chinese food on my second day back. Because I'd spent the day at the ER and could hardly move and it was my best choice for delivery in suburbia. And because it...

My new nephew and godson, Colin, was born last August while I was in Barcelona. Which means that, when I finally met him, he was fourteen months old. Fourteen months old. I guess, to him, it didn't really matter, because he's at the age where...

I don't have the best track record at weddings. I always end up crying over something stupid, crying over being the perpetually single girl who was somehow sat next to an empty chair at the table (twice), crying over some stupid boy who is ignoring...

Many of my friends and I found ourselves in the Champaign-Urbana area on what happened to be homecoming weekend. But we weren't there for the game. We were there for a wedding. And so, while most visitors were in town watching football, Heather and Julie...