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Everyone has a code.
I think I may have insulted a really good friend last night. And really more than one, but only one was around to hear what I said. See I’ve been having a difficult time defining success. The fear of failure is ever lurking particularly when you work in journalism and particularly when half your company…
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Why I don’t want to go to your gender segregated baby shower.
I don’t want to go to your gender segregated baby shower not because of the silly games where I have to pretend I give a shit about the color of your baby room, or because I have to listen to everyone tell me 2014 will be the year I find a husband, or because everyone…
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I hate writing about love.
Every time I try, I just end up hating myself and shoving the doc away deep in my drive. But too much has happened to ignore it any longer. When you start to feel love whether it’s for a significant other or a friend, you’ve basically just signed up for cancer. It feels so good…
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I met a woman on a plane
She fumbled with her seat belt. Nervously mashing one piece of the buckle into the other, shaking so vigorously it could have been mistaken for a poor joke. She finally clicked the metallic pieces in. Airline belts are like the dodo bird, unusual in nature and generally useless. Still shaking, she shifted in her tiny,…
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The people of Boston : David
I was fortunate enough to spend some time in Boston this week during a conference for work. There is never quite enough time to actually see the city when you’re at a conference, but we were afforded some breaks. On one of my breaks I walked down Boylston St. to the place I had read…
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To less improvident actions
I spent a lot of time thinking about the word improvident the other day. Ironically. There are a number of things we collectively seem to do mindlessly. Drunk driving. Hitting the snooze button. Tying our shoes. Saying, “How are you?” when we don’t mean it. Having children. So what are we thinking about? According to…
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Things you’ll learn during an excursion
1) Always check to make sure the places you want to go are open. I like being spontaneous. But I’m also impatient and I devastate easily. Biking my heart out to find a locked gate isn’t as much fun. But it was a good lesson to learn. 2) Sometimes things look soft and harmless but they…
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First world car problems in your twenties
I’ll admit it, I didn’t know how good I had it. I was car spoiled. I don’t mean I had a fancy car. It wasn’t even a new car. And my parents endlessly reminded me that they owned the car and that letting me drive it was a favor. As if I was going to…
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An explanation of my first 5 seconds of consciousness
On the weekends I have more time to contemplate how much I hate being woken up in the wrong way. To most people my ailment might bear the same characteristics of the minor discomfort they too feel each morning. But for me, it is much more than that. It’s an irrational feeling of abandonment in…
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The people and city of Los Angeles
This past weekend I was in Los Angeles cheering on a great man in the LA Marathon. To see blubbering photos of said man go here. We biked around a lot of downtown Los Angeles. It made me miss home. There’s just something about a big city that makes me deeply happy.
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Jessica Puente 