Erinaceous – (adj.) of, pertaining to, or resembling a hedgehog. Indeed. Scribed ever so eloquently on page 371 in the fifth volume of the Oxford English Dictionary is a word you never knew existed. In fact, there are probably hundreds of words that you never knew existed, all of which lie between the folds of … Continue reading Side Affects of a Logolepsy Infliction
I often wonder what familial dynamic will ensue upon my return home. My identity now is similar to what it was before, and yet skewed, and I have developed as an individual without justifying to my family that development. It reminds me of the times my father came home unexpectedly clean shaven and baby-faced, in … Continue reading Transparency: A Social Conundrum
Upon my arrival at Drake University, I have explicitly rejected five suitors. In my entire dating career, that count now lies at 22. When I say explicit, I mean that each individual and I engaged at one point in a very blunt “define the relationship” moment, wherein I unambiguously revealed the state of my romantic … Continue reading 22 Rejections: An Inclusive Catalog of Responses
The Maverick and I have evidently decided to start a blog. She beseeched me to do so. “To relieve your periodic spouts of restless inactivity,” she said, her Icelandic grey wool tunic swaddling her as she drank tea on the café windowsill. Of course, the attractive Iowan barista walked by as I began to spew … Continue reading Mouton Numero Un | Who am I?