I have a chewed piece of gum on my desk.

I have a chewed piece of gum on my desk.

The past few months I've received a lot of emails, Insta DMs and in-person Qs about my blog. I've sorta ~blogged about it~ before, but that was, like, almost a year ago. So, here's a refresher. Some of the Qs I've been asked are as follows: Why and when did you start it? How can I start [...]

Empty pizza boxes & stained coffee mugs.

Empty pizza boxes & stained coffee mugs.

This time was different.  *** The giant tower stood before me. "WELCOME, UMASS CLASS OF 2015" the banner read in bold crimson letters. 15th floor. Corner room. A lofted bed. My mother's fight to hold back her tears. We had already unloaded my father's truck of Rubbermaid plastic drawers, a $12.99 bright blue desk lamp [...]

A millennial’s unsolicited career advice.

A millennial’s unsolicited career advice.

I feel like I give unsolicited advice all the time. Like, something will happen to me and I'm like YO THIS WORKED FOR ME ONE TIME THIS SHOULD BE ADDED TO THE CONSTITUTION OR SOMETHING. Most of the time I don't really know what I'm talking about but I just go with it because I'm [...]

home

home

At times I wonder why I left. I ask myself if "exploring" could mean a Southie apartment with friends or "taking a chance" has to mean uprooting the familiar and planting yourself in the unknown. I don't really know the answers to these questions and I don't know if I ever will. I took a [...]

Soggy chicken tenders.

Soggy chicken tenders.

Every time I get a new job, this is usually how conversations go down: Me: I got a new job!!!! Friend: Congrats! Is this job #5? Me: No!!!!! …..number 4. *mumbles* Friend: You cray. Basically, I'm always working. Ask anyone. At this moment, I have a thousands of things going on. There are event emails I need to answer, [...]

“Dear, Beth. I am a fuckboy.”

“Dear, Beth. I am a fuckboy.”

I got a rather hilarious email from a reader last night. It was a strange combination unexpected and revolting yet charming to some degree? With his permission, he let me talk about it on here. Here's the email: Hey Beth, I've been following your blog for quite a while. My initial to the first post was, [...]

Day 9 without pizza…and I’m not dead?

Day 9 without pizza…and I’m not dead?

There are certain things in life we can't live without: food, water, shelter, love...and pizza (ok, maybe not). Food and body image have been topics of many of my blogs recently...once upon a time I even claimed I was going to do paleo for 30 days (only to fail after day 4)...but started for all the [...]