Saturday, February 14, 2009
by Amanda.
Jing and I are discussing an article we read together about a school suspending a high schooler over something she wrote about her teacher on Facebook. Jing’s immediate reaction is that it was unfair, and that the student’s freedom of speech was violated. I ask her to imagine if she were in a cyberbullying situation that started on the Internet and greatly affected her life at school.

Monday, February 9, 2009
by Amanda.
I’m waiting on a subway platform with TBID and his friend Jeremy, content to read my book. Jeremy is curious and takes a peek at the cover.

Sunday, February 1, 2009
by Amanda.
A mysterious co-worker who probably has a high-fiber diet has been taking dumps in the men’s restroom and not flushing. I only know this because Mike keeps giving me excited updates while speculating whodunit.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009
by Amanda.
I tell Jing that I can’t go to her swim meet, because I’m spending the weekend in Boston.
Jing: Are you staying at a hotel?

Saturday, January 17, 2009
by Amanda.
I bought this pair of white granny-looking shoes, because they remind me of the ones Duckie wore in Pretty in Pink. I wore them Friday, much to TBID’s chagrin.

Monday, January 5, 2009
by Amanda.
TBID on our ice-skating adventure in Staten Island: “I was afraid I’d break my arms. Not from falling. From flailing.”

Wednesday, November 12, 2008
by Amanda.
Tonight I’m seeing Toni Morrison, a writer I’ve wanted to adopt me for a very long time. I’m planning to sit on her foot and refuse to get up. I will tell her that this is a metaphor, though not one anywhere near as brilliant as one she could craft.

Friday, November 7, 2008
by Amanda.
It’s becoming clearer and clearer by the things I am privy to, that Jing has made me a kind of confidante. I try to be a good role model, but I’m still me.

Thursday, October 16, 2008
by Amanda.
TBID and I had our last debate date last night. We went out to Dirty Bird, this soulful comfort food restaurant, before tuning in. The buttermilk fried goodness and veggies fueled interesting conversation the rest of the evening.
TBID: Everyone loves to hate brussels sprouts.

Saturday, August 23, 2008
by Amanda.
To get his mind off of plane crashes, I start asking Jeffrey what it’s like to fly across the country all by himself. He quickly starts to sell the experience to me.
