Here lies the heroic tale of a mild-mannered, 30-year-old, former econ nerd. To be honest, I'm just your normal, humble, every day, supermodel-like, girl next door. I'm a Chicago refugee who currently finds herself stirring up trouble in our nation's capital. So dear readers, it's my fourth locale since I started this blog, my fourth job since I got out of school, and my same ol' wonderful husband to share the experience with. Oh...and in case you haven't heard...I'm really the one who brought sexy back (but didn't have a receipt so now I have store credit).
My local grocery store was out of hetero milk, but to my surprise... had plenty of homo milk in stock.
Next you'll be saying that they should have their own bars and dance clubs!
What a world. It should be one love y'all.
(Sad as this statement is: are you as surprised as I am that no one has complained about this?)
Becoming an Economist (Detour)
Running From the Thought Police
The Wonderful Fanatical World of the Whindian
