In Which It Takes Far More To Get Rid of Me
Posted February 25, 2010       /       Tags:

Since I was just an angsty lil’ teen, punctuating the drum beats of Dave Matthews Band songs with the furious slamming of my bedroom door, I’ve craved a little white box just like this one. Whether it’s because I am inherently a narcissist, inherently over-analytical, or inherently both, I’ve always needed a space to work shit out. Sometimes it was in Harriet the Spy-esque notebooks with “Keep Out (that means YOU, Mom and Dad!),” stickers on them. But mostly the rhythmic turbulence of my life has been confined to places like Xanga, Livejournal, Blogger and WordPress–I’ve had a blog on each service, at one time or another–sometimes private, but mostly public because of that whole “need to connect in a human way” thing. I’m terrible at doing that in person. I’m fumbly and shy. Here I am those things too, only less dramatically so.

So with the shuttering of J&J, my blogging home for the past two years, I’ve decided to launch this website, designed by my incredibly talented roommate David Aragon, as the new space for my mostly-jumbled-but-occasionally-valuable thoughts on media, feminism and–yes–being young in New York (or at least the East Village).

So I hope you have your earnestness  hat with you, because I’m a millennial, so all I want to do is drool over rainbows and cupcakes. Join me!

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