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This past week, all my dreams have taken place in crowded places, and I didn’t register them as “abnormal” until I woke up. Last Tuesday night, I was i…
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On a zoom call last night, my friend Adam came up with the word “quarnt.” Quarnt (adj): hornt during quarantine The quarnt energy has been out of contr…
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Every once in a while I will publish old excerpts from my handwritten diary.
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How naive I was—we all were, really—even one week ago. I was still asking, “Should you be going on that date?” The answer is now a definitive no, you a…
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I wrote about my mother recently for Vice, in response to a photo series by the Chinese artist Yuan Yao (who took pictures of his pregnant Japanese fri…
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Yesterday, my roommate Wilder tweeted: “The world is in turmoil and all my roommates can talk about or focus on are boys smh.” Sigh. It’s true. We are …
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Every once in a while I will publish old excerpts from my handwritten diary.
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An acquaintance of mine got very mad once because an ex fling of hers threw a birthday party at a bar that was once theirs. He had “appropriated” it as…
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I got my roll of film developed today and must share with you the photos from the Sopranos-heavy Cabaret Maxime after-party I wrote about in my last po…
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You know when you get invited to a cool party (a too cool party) where you’ll barely know anyone and you get anxiety about standing around awkwardly wi…
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I recently went out with this guy off a dating app—my first since the breakup—even though I was not that excited about it to begin with and went back a…
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