Category: my life

Let me tell you exactly how much I hate christmas

Let me tell you exactly how much I hate christmas

Warning: This is a rant about how much I hate christmas (hint: a whole fucking lot). If you really like christmas, or if you don’t like profanity, you should maybe avert your eyes. I hate christmas. Why? Well, because people insist on pushing their religion on me and saying things like, “Jesus is the reason...

End of year resolutions

End of year resolutions

At the end of every calendar year, I like to take some time to reflect on what I’ve accomplished, any goals I failed to meet (and analyze why), and what my goals and intentions for the upcoming year will be. For me, 2017 was particularly difficult, between the emotional and mental stress of the current...

A brave new world

A brave new world

Last month, I quit my job at the library and dropped out of library school. I want to talk about what happened, and I want to talk about it honestly and fairly, without malice. I’m not sure I can do that yet, because frankly what happened is shitty and unfair, and because I don’t want...

Stop telling me to euthanize my dog

Stop telling me to euthanize my dog

This is Lexi. She’s a 13-year-old Pembroke Welsh Corgi, and she’s been with me since she was six weeks old. We’ve done everything together, from climb mountains in Maine to just hanging out at coffee shops in Pittsburgh. People keep telling me I should euthanize her, and this is not okay. About a year ago...

On home and being homesick

On home and being homesick

Pittsburgh has been my adopted city for more than a decade now—for basically my entire adult life. I love the city’s geography, the number and quality of parks and cultural attractions, my job at the library, and the comfort that comes with extreme familiarity. But I still get homesick. My family is from Coatesville, a...