I prepared to leave Seattle for Indianapolis in the manner that I normally do: not planning my time out properly, doing one thousand loads of laundry, scrubbing down my entire apartment like it had been a crime scene, and getting about two hours of sleep. I woke up the morning of my flight when it … More Holiday Hallucinations
I’ve been praying for Seattle summer to magically appear for months now. When it finally seemed like the clouds had parted, my life seemed set. I haven’t been in the city very often because I’ve been traveling with work. But even when I get fed up with the holier-than-thou-passive-aggressive Seattle attitude, there’s something about a … More Hot as Hades
I can safely say my job at this point in time utilizes two of my life skills: travel and talking to complete strangers. As everyone has learned who knows me, my days are frequently filled with random interactions with strangers, so I may as well get paid to talk to people in different places around … More Utah 9
As the man sitting directly behind me on the bus belched loudly and repeatedly, I found myself wondering how my life had come to this moment. I frequently bitch about how I loathe the passive aggressive attitude in Seattle, but I contemplated if it had rubbed off on me while I debated what my next … More Social Hiatus
It’s no secret that I’m not the most kid friendly of people. Most women my age are clamoring to have children, overtaken by baby fever. I could not be further from that person. My birthday was more of a concern of “Is this the job I wanted/place I wanted to have landed at 29? When … More Non-Maternal Instinct
As I’ve mentioned before, there are weeks when I don’t have a clue what to write about. Then there are weeks like this, where there is so much going on that it makes it nearly impossible to stay focused on one topic. Do I write about the girl who sat next me in Starbucks talking … More Dirty Santa
When a week of my Seattle life went by without any bizarre antics, abnormal interactions, or anything unusual happening, I panicked. After I first moved out here, there were so many things that struck me as bizarre, I wondered if, with enough time, I would become desensitized to all of the things that struck me … More I Ain’t Your Friend
Transient Transplant 