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A Year of Kung Fu

7th March 2013 | 0 Comments

To understand how much I love Kung Fu, you need to understand how much I hate running. Seriously. I hate it. My father loves running. He’s a retired Marine. He ran pretty much every day for twenty-five years. I’m uncertain if my mother likes it but she’s run two half marathons [1]. I hated running [...]

that awful, plague of a question

24th September 2012 | 4 Comments

Have you lost weight? I hate this question. It’s supposed to be a compliment. It’s not. Inside it are a slew of horrific judgements beating down upon you. With this question comes the implication that the questioner noticed your physical appearance “before” and compared it to “now” and decided the difference of their perception was how [...]

a tiny love letter

11th August 2012 | 6 Comments

Dear Bourne Legacy: I went into you expecting fast action, a fairly typical plot, and Hawkeye’s origin story. I expected to watch your Kung Fu and make snarky comments on the impossibility thereof. I even expected to begrudgingly enjoy the burgeoning love story between soldier and scientist even if it was horrifically cliche. I knew exactly who and what [...]

Oh, you mean this gate key [1]

21st December 2011 | 0 Comments

Last Thursday evening, I picked up the keys (all four of them) to my new apartment. I’ve been very excited about moving for the last month. I picked out new furniture. I spent money. I dreamed about the joy of really, officially, having my own place. [2] The leasing agent told me to wait until [...]