At ’90s night, we dance, we sing, we puke. We search for our former selves.
At ’90s night, we dance, we sing, we puke. We search for our former selves.
There’s a reason why 30somethings don’t leave the house. In public, we’re awkward.
Despite my sometimes crippling anxiety in public situations, I feel like I’m a pretty socially-adjusted human being. But interacting with other people doesn’t always go right for me. What follows are my Top 5 most awkward moments. 5 – Don’t Fence Me In I had a very suburban upbringing: cub scouts, little league, youth group …
Tour is a weird place. You know how sometimes you go to the bar and have so much fun the night just kind of slips away from you? Suddenly it’s 2:45 and the Metro is closed and you somehow lost a shoe and need to vomit up your two helpings of Jumbo Slice? Tour’s pretty …
You’re miserable, and I’m useless It’s 10:30 on a Friday night. My t-shirt and jeans stick to my body, damp from a combination of rain and other people’s sweat. My ears are ringing, my feet hurt, and a guy with forearm tattoo of a t-rex wrapped in a taco keeps pushing into me on purpose. …
I Don't Belong Here. 