On Thanksgiving, I found a scrapbook that included a letter my family had sent out for Christmas when I was 14. For each family member, the letter gave a simple paragraph listing some interesting things…
The other day, I was working on my other blog. At one point, I tried to click through to another administration page, but WordPress (my blogging software) kicked me out. Odd, I thought. I logged…
I hate/love not knowing anything about a friend’s interest, like when a friend is completely passionate about _____, and I have no idea what _____ even means. I hate it because it means I’m out…
