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My Obsession With Jesus Camp

Tonight on Twitter I made a confession. I confessed to having watched the 2006 documentary Jesus Camp at least four (?) times. I did this as I watched it again for the fifth (?) time. A couple of points I should make: I am…

Planner Love

Behold the beauty of my personally designed planner. After scouring the internet and bookstores for the perfect planner for–let’s face it–years, I finally decided to create my own. (Side note: I did try bullet journaling for a while, but I hated that I had…

The Decline of Good Manners

In which I complain about a lack of manners and then insult a very particular type of person.

Pen Commitment

I just ordered 300 pens with my name and website on them. Perhaps I should post on this website more often. The pens are bound to get out. I do work in a restaurant, after all. Pens disappear all the time. We know not…

On Education After School

It’s never too late to educate yourself. No matter where you went to school or what kind of grades you got, you can always learn more. Never took Chemistry in high school? Want to learn another language? Don’t know anything about the French Revolution?…

Poor, Starving Writer

Broke Ass Bitch. Frugal Girl. Living on the Cheap. Penny Pincher. Dollar Store Queen. Nifty Thrifty Chick. Coupon Clipper. Whatever you want to call me, I’m broke. My boyfriend and I make semi-decent money, but the cost of living is so high, we often…

The Search for Frog Pond

Going for a Monday hike has become my weekly nature ritual. Today I decided to take a trail I’ve been meaning to take for a while, one that leads to a quaint pond filled with frogs. It’s called Frog Pond, for obvious reasons. I…

NaNoWriMo and the Hike

You guys, of you are ever feeling stuck or uninspired in your writing, take a hike. Literally. I took a hike today, and I had two big epiphanies. Go alone or take a quiet friend. There’s something about being out in the quiet, listening…

Thoughts After a Sporadic Run

Dear men who smile at me while I run, STOP. You look like a total creeper. Don’t make me pepper spray you. Everything itches, so I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to my own sweat. There are way too many people out and about at…

On “White” American Culture

Okay, time for Rose’s unpopular opinion rant. I wish people would stop saying there isn’t a “white” American culture. They say we can only be proud of our ancestral European heritage because black Americans had their ancestral African cultures stolen (by our ancestors). Somehow,…

In the Works

I wanted to let you all know–so it won’t be a complete shock when I upload it–that I’m working on a YouTube video right now. I know, I know. It’s been FOR.EV.ER. Well, I’ve been watching a lot of vlogs, and I thought I…

All the Albariño Sangria

As you may or may not know, I work at a charming little diner in Winters, California called the Putah Creek Cafe. Most of my time there is spent serving, but about once a week I come in a couple hours early to make…