I think it’s time to stop calling myself fat.

I had my first ultimate frisbee practice with my work team last night. Ultimate is something I've always wanted to play, but either never got the chance, never had the money, or never wanted to embarrass myself in front of strangers. My workplace is pretty cool, though, and I figured they probably wouldn't fire me … Continue reading I think it’s time to stop calling myself fat.


Conga Lines

Conga Lines are fucking ridiculous. They're the stupidest things to happen to awesome parties. I've been thinking a lot about weddings lately (don't ask) and about wedding receptions. Look, I love weddings. I cry, I laugh, I love the energy and the love and the shitty food and the fact that everyone dances and you … Continue reading Conga Lines