Chaotic is the main word that comes to mind when I try to describe what the better part of 2020 has felt like. Adjusting to the new normal has been quite the ride. Between convincing myself that I have COVID-19 probably at least four times throughout the last few months (it was anxiety) and arguing with people in my DMs about some "all lives matter" bullshit, I've been trying harder to actively become a better human.
Welcome back, y'all! Or welcome for the first time if you got lost on the way to somewhere productive and somehow ended up here. This is the second and last of my posts about my trip to Guanajuato City — so check that first post out if you haven't. I also just want to point … Continue reading Guanajuato: Alleyways, Rooftops and a Lie!
Hello, my little unicorns of the world! This blog is rising from the dead, y'all! Anyway, I recently traveled to the city of Guanajuato in central México where I got to spend Día de Muertos — you know, only one of the most important holidays in Mexican culture. And I'm breaking this topic up into … Continue reading The Truth About Spending Día de Muertos in Guanajuato, México.
"Fuck no, I don't want to go to Paris." —Me before I went to Paris and loved it. Don't hate me too much. But I really had little to no interest in going to Paris. I would've chosen 50 other cities before choosing Paris. Overrated, smelly and dirty are all things I had heard of … Continue reading Merde! We Flooded an Apartment in Paris!
This past October, I visited the Pacific Northwest for the very first time. As you hopefully read about in my first post about this trip, I hopped over the U.S.-Canada border into Vancouver, B.C. after hitting up Seattle. Canada's been on my list of places to visit probably since I was in the womb. (Okay, not … Continue reading Vancouver, B.C.: I Saw Whales & Almost Barfed!
"So, what made you come to Seattle?" Asked our Lyft driver, as she drove through the gorgeous, lush Leschi neighborhood on our way to see Kurt Cobain's last home. "Well, you see," I began to very shamelessly say (as I do), "I've always been obsessed with Grey's Anatomy." I hadn't finished my sentence before she … Continue reading Meet Me at Kerry Park at Dusk.
That's right. At some point in my life I lived in BALI. No, not the "Eat, Pray, Love" bullshit you're thinking of. I didn't stay in a fancy ass villa with an infinity pool, nor did I fall in love with an expat (that's what happens in that movie, right?). I recently went into a … Continue reading The time I lived in Sumber Klampok, Bali, Indonesia.
Yep, I'm a 26-year-old. Yep, I had a poop-themed birthday party. Yep, there was a pin-the-poop game and poop-shaped cookies. Yep, I absolutely loved it. They say maturity comes with age. A statement I totally disagree with and also who the fuck is "they"? Maturity is obviously not a capability I used to choose the … Continue reading I Had a Poop-themed Birthday Party!
Hi, there! I'm here to talk to you about the reason why I'm hostage to a newfound obsession with the Caribbean. The last time I was in Cancun was about six or seven years ago ... and that's where we'll leave that one at. #ragrets This time around, I spent five days and fours nights … Continue reading A Bachelorette, 11 Strangers & Playa.
DISCLAIMER: Any similarity to my actual place of employment is pure and absolute coincidence. The end. 8 a.m. — New day, same chingaderas. 8:30 a.m. — This isn't so bad. 8:45-9:15 a.m. — Time for the almost-daily walk for coffee. (Okay, fine. More like for-sure daily.) 10 — Shit starts to hit the fan. But just a … Continue reading What Working at an 8–5 Job Feels Like … Sometimes (in GIFs!).