"Wendy Clear" is marriage material.

AND THE WORDS WE SAY AREN'T MEANT FOR ANYONE.
This is like 92% public, because most of the time, I don't think I have secrets worth keeping.

I'm moving to San Francisco to work for Gensler and be with Chris ( Read more... )

You're not mine to die for anymore, so I must live.

You remind me that I will never be 22.

I love this, but I don't want to write anymore. I cried when I found out that I'm supposed to give the American Studies commencement speech. I don't want to graduate on stage. I want to leave UMD quietly. I've spent three years defining myself out of everything I don't do there. I'm going to have to go back to school, so it's not like graduation ( Read more... )

I'm just really excited to go to Connecticut with Matt the weekend after next, and I'm so happy the weather has cooled off.

As usual, mostly tired of writing. I'm going to run the 5K instead of the 10K this weekend, but I also may not be able to go because I have so much work to do. Weighing the pros and cons (see what I did there?) of joining a gym. People keep asking me if I'm interested in journalism. I just want ThinkProgress or even The Atlantic to hire me and give ( Read more... )

I live in a neighborhood no one can pick a name for (Shaw, Meridian Hill, Adams Morgan, Columbia Heights) but my heart is in Anacostia and I wouldn't have it any other way. Sometimes the power and love down there brings me to tears. Have you ever seen a neighborhood be critical, reflexive, concerned, and progressive? I don't give a shit about ( Read more... )

Came home and threw my keys and phone and bag on the floor and just all-out cried for no reason. Everything is wet right now.