working on my resume gets me every time. I always end up feeling wildly self-conscious. I think it's that weird space where feeling like a grown up and feeling completely over your head collide.

in other words, a friend and i built the largest sheets-and-furniture fort I have ever built. that's the thing about growing up-- you never out-grow the need for a fort; you just get smarter and more efficient at building them. This is something I've learned in college. This one is epic. It involves two box springs and two queen size mattresses. Just saying. (I'd invite you, but it's for tuff kids only.)


keep yr heads up
xx