I'm a journal-er. Yes, I'm a writer, so it would make sense that I journal. But I really journal. Lots. And most of that never sees the light of day. It's the writing I know I'm not gonna share with anyone else, and therefore, I can be free to write anything. Anything. (Sidenote: When I [...]
Dear Lovely Single Pals, I apologize if I've been annoying at all lately. I haven't been myself. Well, I've been myself. But not the myself that I'm--or you--are used to. I've been the "dating someone....oh, now I'm in a relationship all of a sudden" version of myself. And I'm not used to this version. I'd [...]
Dear Chicago, Why do you make it so hard to leave you--even if just for a fortnight or less? I just wanted to go away for a little vacation. I planned my trip so diligently--being away at a time when I had the fewest commitments. Yet every day, I receive another invitation to something fantastic [...]
Dear Sleepy-Type Cold Medicine, I just took you, so you'll pardon the formality of this letter, since we're already more intimate than I make us out to be. But I wanted to ask you a favor. The begging of favors requires politeness and politeness requires a nice letter. You know how it is. I'm not [...]
To Whom It May Concern: Ah, the internet…where just anyone can post their thoughts—whether they be mindful or misdirected—and have the whole world bear witness. I read this article recently. My first thought was to simply ignore the drivel—it was posted on Fox News, after all. It’s obviously a sensationalist piece. After reading it, it [...]
Dear 2011, Suck it. Love, Amanda PS: 2012 is gonna be incredibly beautiful.
Dearest Third Metatarsal (on my right foot): Firstly I would like to apologize for having not been fully acquainted with you before the incident. You seem like such a fantastic metatarsal, and if it's any consolation, I've made much more of an effort to befriend not just you but your familiar on the left foot [...]