I was chatting last week with one of my colleagues about my impending last day of work with the company when she said, “I knew right away you wouldn’t last.” Continue reading
I have a hard time with oversharing.
Not my own. Oh god, of course not. You have to share in order to overshare. Let’s talk about Lord of the Rings instead, shall we? Continue reading
My love affair with videogames began nearly 25 years ago, when the Smith household got its first computer. My sister and I would play hour upon hour of Concentration before graduating to games like Crystal Caves, Duke Nukem, and Commander Keen. By the time my dad picked up his first PlayStation, we were hooked. Continue Reading
I’ve been in a prison for the past several months, one I see no hope of escaping. It’s a prison of my own making – most prisons are – but that doesn’t make doing time any easier. Continue reading
My mother gave me a piece of advice once when I was going through a tough time, one that her own mother had given her when she was struggling. Her advice was this:
Do just one thing every day that will get you closer to where you want to be. Continue reading
Twenty-nine years ago today, at 8:29 in the morning, I finally made my appearance after a week of labor (well, my mom says it was a week.) And I think she’d get a kick out of the fact that, like she did 29 years ago, I spent half past eight in the morning of August 16 hanging out with a big baby – my hubby – and a doctor. Continue reading