Since my last post, which was admittedly eons ago, I got a new job. Thankfully it happened within two weeks of my NY job ending, because I was getting bored. That’s what happens when you leave behind everything and everyone … Continue reading
So while we were off busy paying bills and doing other gross, responsible adult stuff (cough, sitting on the beach, cough, driving through wine country), we got to thinking. Specifically, about where we thought we’d be ten years ago today. … Continue reading
We actually get our news from Twitter these days – but generally speaking, we don’t read magazines. Miriam subscribes to exactly two: GQ and Los Angeles Magazine, mainly because she likes the features and typically learns a thing or two … Continue reading
Dear Ellyn, Bryan has a disturbing competitive streak. The last time we played Taboo, he actually criticized my guessing style. Multiple times. And every time we go bowling I get nervous he won’t bowl well and get all sad and … Continue reading
Dear Miriam, I used to think I had decent fashion sense, but then I moved in with Shaun. Whenever I try something new on, he always has a “needs improvement” comment. The other day I was about to buy a … Continue reading
Especially not us. I (Miriam) swear the most effective way to prevent teen pregnancy is to put a bunch of teenagers on a plane and surround them with screaming babies. On all sides. For hours. Over multiple flights. Because that’s … Continue reading
Dear Ellyn, Bryan and I don’t listen to the same music at all. I listen to She & Him and mainly songs I hear on Grey’s Anatomy and then download on iTunes. He listens to some angry punk stuff… actually … Continue reading
Dear Miriam, My boyfriend is so good at getting over fights. Not that it’s a bad thing, but I really feel like an ass when I say something mean, and he refuses to say anything mean back. Or when he … Continue reading
When Miriam first moved in with Bryan, her girlfriends from New York emailed to ask how it was going. Her response? “Mostly good, but also I want to punch him in the face most of the time.” Granted she just … Continue reading
I can’t wait until I’m old, so no one asks me to do anything. I’m 25 going on 85. Not that I don’t enjoy a nice dinner and a glass of wine, or a night at the theater. And believe … Continue reading
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