Death Cab for Cutie. And Me.
December 29, 2005

On Christmas night, my brother and I slipped out for a few beers at my favorite Dallas bar. He was sleepy and full of pork, and after a few drinks, his eyes started to droop. My friends were starting to... more

Only When I Cough
December 13, 2005

My purchase at the pharmacy was self-explanatory: Robitussin Cough & Cold (nighttime); Robitussin Cough & Cold (daytime); cough drops; chapstick; a bottle of Aleve; Kleenex; green tea; and one box of hair dye, because what else is a girl to... more

Also, I Am Very Sick. *Cough.*
December 12, 2005

I first decided to move to New York when I was 10. I was a huge fan of the television show Fame, and it seemed clear that whatever my future held, it needed to involve dancing on cafeteria tables and... more

Spirit of the Radio
December 08, 2005

My high school boyfriend played bass in a series of bands that seemed really cool when I was 17. Until I met him, my record collection ran toward Top 40 with sprinklings of bookworm weird-girl pop like 10,000 Maniacs. But... more

All This Wandering
December 03, 2005

I am envious of most travelers, regardless of where they are going. On the scale of places I’d like to visit, Italy and Africa rank high while, say, Newport Beach slums somewhere in the low 100s, and yet, if a... more

Stranded
December 01, 2005

I missed my plane to Tucson by minutes. Damn you, Southwest Airlines, for always running on time. “Looks like we’re gonna have to fly you outta here tomorrow,” said the woman behind the counter. As she clicked away on her... more