Eat the Damn Cake

I am sitting here, staring at my laptop, and I have no idea what to write. Sometimes this happens to me. Sometimes I have weeks where I want to write about everything. Everything is a good idea. Someone coughs on the subway, and I’m inspired. I’ll do an essay about riding the subway! About coughing! It’ll be witty and relevant and perfectly constructed!

Right now, I feel like I don’t have a single good idea. And no one on the subway has done anything interesting for like the past four days.

So rather than wallowing alone in my failure, I thought I’d ask you guys. What do you want to read about? Specifically, what do you want to read about from me?

I think my posts on this blog tend to fall into some basic categories: body image, relationships, what’s the deal with life, and totally random (like the one about politics).

Are there other topics you think I should cover? Do you prefer posts that fall into one of the categories above? WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I’m sorry for yelling. That was wrong of me. I will make it up to you, with some great posts. But first…let me know what you’d like to read.

OK, I’m going back to wallowing now.

(this is my wallowing face. it’s kinda boring– all the chaos is internal)

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Unroast: Today I love the way I feel when I’m wearing skinny heels and a big coat.

P.S. RE: secret date: Bear took me to Shake Shack (wherein resides my favorite cheeseburger in the world) and then to see The Book of Mormon!! I was ridiculously happy. I’ve wanted to see it since it opened. It was awesome. He was proud of himself. I was impressed. And then we came home and made grilled cheeses. Hooray, romance!!