I have lobbied for quite a while to get my friend to name one of her animals on their urban farm in Washington after me.
Tag: people are weird
He whistled at me with his stupid phone.
(It’s fun to look back on some old writing. This was written in 2005, when not everyone and their dead hamster had iPhones yet.) This
Knit one, hurl two.
Buy this! (This piece was inspired by one called Nutty Knitters that I posted here on Medium) As a sixteen-year-old, my best friend’s mother sent