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And I guess now I really do feel like a “twenty-something” in the worst way possible.

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Love

From the makeouts to the breakups, and everything in between.

Money

How to make it and keep it, and what it feels like to do neither.

Play

Travel, food, music, movies, fashion – all the things we do for fun.

Work

Cubicles, commutes and finding a way to do what you love.

The Smile Project
June 12, 2010 – 7:32 pm | Comments
The Smile Project

In our world filled with large sunglasses and other human contact avoidance technologies like cell phones and ipods, where do we find the time for human interaction?

Have I finally found what I was looking for.
June 12, 2010 – 5:09 pm | Comments
Have I finally found what I was looking for.

Picture this; a class room full of people who do not have a clue what English is. They follow you with blank stares or converse with each other meanwhile wishing very hard that there isn’t …

Moderately Priced Soaps Are My Calling
June 12, 2010 – 3:14 pm | Comments
Moderately Priced Soaps Are My Calling

Customers are rude. Water is wet.

Prince Romeo
June 11, 2010 – 7:39 pm | Comments
Prince Romeo

Remember when you used to swoon over the TV when watching Cinderella? Oh, don’t even deny it. I know you did. All of us felt that girlie magic when Cinderella’s fairy godmother put that pretty …

From Martinis to Milk
June 10, 2010 – 6:17 pm | Comments
From Martinis to Milk

A young mom remembers her days of dancing and partying with fondness and comes to terms with her new role as diaper changer.

The ultimate choice
June 10, 2010 – 8:09 am | Comments
The ultimate choice

Responsibility for your ultimate happiness (or unhappiness) can be a hard thing to bear.

When To Dump A Friend
June 10, 2010 – 5:25 am | Comments
When To Dump A Friend

Nobody’s perfect, obviously. Even our bestest friends. At some point or another they’ll disappoint us.

What We Choose is Who We Become
June 10, 2010 – 2:04 am | Comments
What We Choose is Who We Become

As I looked out from the window of the airplane heading from Narita, Japan to Los Angeles in the December of 2008, a stub of a one-way flight ticket in my hand, I reminisced on how the year started, and wondered where my life was headed.