Heeeey-oh it’s another book club blog post! It’s been a while since my last OFFICIAL book club post on this internet website url blog. And the question I get so often in my Insta DMs and even some texts from friends is, “Is there an official list somewhere on the blog because I can’t find […]
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Friday Flotsam
FRRRRRRRRRRRuh. Duh. I feel like there are two kinds of people in this world. (Yes I’m already creating humanity camps at 5:30am, it’s fine.) There are those people who: A) Crack an egg into a pan, letting the egg yolk plop onto the surface of the warming skillet, with the slimy whites slowly glopping into […]
Friday Flotsam
FRRRRRRRAH! duh. How are you with honking? I don’t mean like, what does it look like when your hand lays on the horn. More like, do you honk? Is honking something you’re into? Are you a breezy honker? (“You can’t say you’re breezy! It negates the breezy!”) I can’t honk. I can’t do it. Even […]
Bev’s Imaginary Book Club: City of Girls, Daisy Jones and Six, and Where the Crawdads Sing
I don’t know if this can actually be counted as “book club” since it’s 6:15am and there’s zero rosé involved. One can dream. At last! A post I’ve been promising since the Ice Age. Finally had the chance yesterday to sit down on the dirty floor in the front hallway, rummage through a cramped bookshelf […]
Friday Flotsam
FFFFFFFFFFFslkdfjslkfjsldjfiday. I have something to tell you. And I’m not sure how you’ll take it, truthfully. I mean, it’s hefty. Scary. Big. It’s something I’ve kept hidden deep in the chambers of my soul cavity for nearly 20 years. Only a handful of close friends knew of this darkness within me. Them, and the handfuls […]
Friday Flotsam
FRRRRRRRRRRewey dew! I dunno. Do you make the bed? What I mean is, when do you make the bed? What I MEAN is, how do you make the bed? What I MEAN MEAN is, are you into making your bed? This blog post already completely sucks. What I MEAN EEEES, is making the bed something […]