Hannah & Julie
roommates, technically adults, writers on the side.
A few weeks ago, Julie and I drove down to Framingham, MA to visit our friend Meg. In our day trip travels, we listened to Red by Taylor Swift four times. We sang the words loudly and mostly incorrectly. If her music is to be believed, T. Swift falls in love hard, with reckless romantic …
The other day I paid a visit to Bad Place, USA. Have you ever diagnosed yourself with a degenerative neurological disorder? What about an arteriovenous malformation? Neither had I, until this fall. I spend a lot of time everyday thinking about cognition. Thinking about thinking if you will. I test my patients’ cognition and train …
If you’re friends with either Hannah or me on Facebook, you probably know that Hann came and spent a weekend with us in Estes this summer. If you didn’t know, check out this SWEET profile picture I took for her while she was here. I was determined to get a cool photo in the park …
You guys, I am a decidedly bad picture-taker. To begin, I’m pretty un-photogenic. It’s like I always think I know what face I’m making, then I look at the photo and am totally surprised by what my face actually looks like. How the hell were my eyes closed? What’s my chin doing? I never told …
Hi, friends. So you may notice that today is Wednesday. I swear, we had every intention of posting on Monday. Jules and I spent four hours in a very large conference room on Monday night, co-writing a hilarious 3 pages, and occasionally pausing so that Julie could do yoga on the table. We also tried …
I’m in a science fiction literature class right now—hear that, future employers? Science fiction! Just think of all the Blade Runner references I’ll be able to throw out during project meetings!—and I recently learned that comic books often include something called an origin story. According to Wikipedia, an origin story “reveals how a character or …
Before every highly-anticipated return to blogging, we have an official Hannah & Julie meeting in the fancy business building on campus. (Yes, this meeting is just the two of us. No, we couldn’t have just had it in our bedroom.) We stick out like sore thumbs and always bring M&M’s. As we sat down for …
A few weeks ago, Julie and I were downstairs at the bar, ignoring homework and attracting a lot of attention on the dance floor. (Yes, we live above a bar. Yes, it’s true what you’ve heard about our dance moves—they’re bizarre yet infectious.) Julie grabbed my arm and yelled in my ear as she often …
I’m not exactly sure when being “basic” became a thing. Every now and then, someone mentions basic bitches in front of Julie and me, and we’re always just a little bit perplexed. Who is basic? What is basic? Are we basic? Is basic starting to sound funny to anybody else? I bring up the basics …
(Note: I wrote this post last night around 11:45. It’s a little all over the place, but it’s raw and emotional, you know? A glimpse at what finals do to the psyche. This is a psychological exposé, really.) The semester is almost over! Finals week is an uphill battle, my friends, and one time Julie …