Tuesday, August 30, 2005
by Amanda.
My friend Joshua has suggested that I start a 1-900 phoneline, since I said I wanted to get paid for having witty conversations with others. Can you imagine?

Sunday, August 7, 2005
by Amanda.
It felt like weeks of birthdays. My mom took me shopping and let me pick out all sorts of houseware novelties. For the first time, I needed things like a shower caddy and my own set of microwave-safe plastic dishes. These were the accessories of young adulthood, or what Target wanted me to believe were the accessories of young adulthood. I felt exhilarated, confident, and prepared.

Monday, August 1, 2005
by Amanda.
I’m leaving Texas in two weeks.
I really need to finish my catch-update about how I ended up getting a job in New York, despite foregoing Teach for America.

Friday, July 29, 2005
by Amanda.
In some ways I feel like Linus.
Texas is my blanket.
Lucy, my antagonistic sister, is my fear of failure and not living my life to the fullest (think: my intellectual clock ticking).

Friday, July 29, 2005
by Amanda.
Sometimes I wish I could skip the first and go straight to the second, or better yet, the tenth. By the tenth, people know your name and maybe even your hometown and some predilections.
