Here's a fun fact about me: I hate riding in elevators. I know, I know: Hate is a strong word, and I try to avoid using it (see this post and this one - and, if you're just plain hard up for reading material - this one). But I'm sticking firm to my verbiage here. I… Continue reading Take the stairs.
Author: Susielegend
Susie is an aspiring writer, poet, and avid Beatles fan. She is best known for coming in 2nd place in the Hillsdale Middle School 6th Grade Spelling Bee in 1999. Her hobbies include long walks on the beach, eating avocados with a spoon, and replacing the empty toilet paper roll when she visits other peoples' houses.
New Things! Exciting Stuff!
Things are happening! Things and stuff and... happenings!In case you didn't read between the lines in my recent post about jitters, I just got a new job! A writing job! And giving Susie a writing job is something like Tom Hanks becoming a professional toy-tester in the movie "Big." This was my first week, and for days I've been itching to just tap… Continue reading New Things! Exciting Stuff!
On Snacks and Taxes
Sit down boys and girls, and I’ll tell you a tale. About taxes, adulthood, and thinking things through. Take heed of the dangers of snacking and snail mail! Kids, I spilled guacamole on my W-2. The IRS website was awfully picky On page order, staples, and what to include. So getting it perfect is terribly… Continue reading On Snacks and Taxes
He’s Still Talking.
He's still talking.If you had told me 20 minutes ago, I would absolutely not have believed you. "No way," I would have said. "No way he will still be talking 20 minutes from now." My over-confident, 20-minutes-ago-self would have patted you condescendingly on the shoulder and told you, regretfully, that you must be mistaken.And yet… Continue reading He’s Still Talking.
Brain Fluffies
Well hey there, readers! I imagine you're wondering why I've been MIA all week. (...Or, much more likely, you didn't notice my absence at all. You walked around your life all tra-la-la and didn't give a flying rat's patootie about me and my blogging lull. But I would rather believe you were frantically pacing the floor,… Continue reading Brain Fluffies
Why I Should Never Be Left Home Alone
Taylor is at a super important work conference this week, which means I have the house to myself. For other, more functional human beings, this might mean a certain sense of freedom - a refuge from the standard routine and an opportunity to indulge. For non-functional human beings (READ: psychopaths; Susie), this week means obsessive,… Continue reading Why I Should Never Be Left Home Alone
On Train Tracks & Stopwatches
Dear Time,I would like to thank you, first of all, for everything you've done – for that matter, everything you are. By our very definition, we humans are chaotic and barbaric – and without you, Time, we might give way to our more disorderly nature. You are the train conductor of our lives, tapping your… Continue reading On Train Tracks & Stopwatches
Liebster Award: I’d Like To Thank The Academy…
Great news, y'all! I've been nominated for a Liebster Award! "But Susie," you might say, "What on Earth is a Liebster Award?" Hey, that's a great question, readers! And one I recently had myself. Turns out it's this remarkably fabulous idea somebody had to help us all expand our blogging network and discover new bloggers! It… Continue reading Liebster Award: I’d Like To Thank The Academy…
Jitters
I hope they like me. I mean, they gave me the job. So of course they like me. Of course they do. Getting the job is the hardest part, and I have the job now, so that means I’m past the hardest part. The part that comes next is the part where I just walk… Continue reading Jitters
An Open Letter to Furniture Manufacturers
Dear Furniture Manufacturers, Hello, my name is Susie. It’s a pleasure to meet you! I would shake your hand, except that my fingers are covered in calluses and blisters. In fact – at a cursory glance, you are probably wondering why I look so beaten up right now. Coincidentally enough, that just so happens to… Continue reading An Open Letter to Furniture Manufacturers
The Nutshell Version 