The Spiky Stuff

Everyone’s their own unique brand of crazy, with that I’m intimately familiar, but I discovered last night that I expect normality out of the people around me. … I didn’t want to take the table in the first place. What I had presumed to be my last table of the night was doing the I’m-too-full-to-eat-anything-more-but-this-is-too-damn-delicious slow […]

That time I got deported

The ironic thing is, when I was waiting in line to check my massive backpack into my flight from Gothenburg to Gatwick I felt completely in control. Completely in control of having no idea what I’m going to do or where I’m going to be for the month of May–but completely in control of not […]


For those of you severely behind the Audrey times, I have moved on to the blue and blonde and tall land of Sweden. For those of you who crave that marvelous feeling called whiplash, I highly recommend going straight from España to Sweden. Everything is so far from the same that it’s hard to believe that you […]


How many times can you build and kick over a tower of blocks? If you’re two years old, the answer is at least twenty-three before you move on to your play kitchen. That’s what Carlota is doing, every so often saying “a TU” to indicate that it’s my turn to kick over the tower. Every […]

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