About Me
Hi, I'm Rachel. This post probably explains me better than I could ever do in any about section. But here goes nothing.
I used to live in Boston. I also used to live in France. Then I lived in central New York state.
I used to be a student, then a teacher, then a student again. Then, very briefly, a teacher again. Got it?
This is starting to sound redundant, but when you've been blogging for five years you collect a lot of 'used to's.' So let's get on with it, shall we?
I used to date a lot. Perhaps relatedly, I also used to get my heart broken a lot.
Now I live in Washington, DC, and I am no longer a teacher, a student, or a serial dater. Perhaps relatedly, my heart is no longer smashed to smithereens on a regular basis. I hear there might be something inbetween the two extremes of serial dater-with-smashed-smithereens-heart and the single life/cat lady 4-ever, but if it exists I haven't found it yet.
At the moment I work an office job in Maryland. Perhaps relatedly, I regularly wonder just what in the hell I am doing with my life.
This is the first post I wrote back in 2007, when I was a wee lass of 27. (You can do the math.)
Oh, and I LOVE comments. So let's get on with it, shall we?
I used to live in Boston. I also used to live in France. Then I lived in central New York state.
I used to be a student, then a teacher, then a student again. Then, very briefly, a teacher again. Got it?
This is starting to sound redundant, but when you've been blogging for five years you collect a lot of 'used to's.' So let's get on with it, shall we?
I used to date a lot. Perhaps relatedly, I also used to get my heart broken a lot.
Now I live in Washington, DC, and I am no longer a teacher, a student, or a serial dater. Perhaps relatedly, my heart is no longer smashed to smithereens on a regular basis. I hear there might be something inbetween the two extremes of serial dater-with-smashed-smithereens-heart and the single life/cat lady 4-ever, but if it exists I haven't found it yet.
At the moment I work an office job in Maryland. Perhaps relatedly, I regularly wonder just what in the hell I am doing with my life.
This is the first post I wrote back in 2007, when I was a wee lass of 27. (You can do the math.)
Oh, and I LOVE comments. So let's get on with it, shall we?