I used to feel sad for couples who compartmentalize their social lives by keeping their partners away from their friends. To me, a healthy relationship is one that includes lots and lots of shared experiences with friends, both pre-relationship buds and the mutual friends you make throughout the years. Marco genuinely enjoys the company of
Happiness is not a thing that comes naturally to me. I’m constantly anxious about one thing and cranky about the other. When something good happens, I tend to approach it with suspicion, in case it turns out to be some sort of joke God or the universe is playing at my expense. I half-expect a
On New Year’s day, nearly an hour after midnight, Marco greeted me a happy new year and asked me how I was. “The same as Christmas and the day before that,” I replied, which meant to say I wasn’t feeling that great. I had been suffering from a major case of the new year blues,
When pets have been with you for years, it’s easy to believe that they’ll be by your side forever. But even the most stalwart space cats can’t fight old age and pneumonia, as I learned yesterday afternoon when I came home to find my beloved Kylee dead. I was 12 going on 13 when I
Today is my brother Luijoe’s 19th birthday. Or it would have been, if he lived to see today. Believe it or not, it still hurts to think about him after 11 (12?) years of him being gone. No matter where I go or what I do, he’s always in the back of my mind, as
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ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT I’LL DO THE MEME ALREADY YOU CAN STOP TAGGING ME NOW K? Last night, I started working on the 25 Things About Myself meme everyone’s been doing on Facebook, but halfway through it I started blathering on about Lacanian psychoalanysis, jouissance, neurosis, and hysterical desire. The whole thing sounded like I
A couple of days ago I had it all figured out. I realized that the secret to staying sane to grad school is to simply not care. By “not care” I don’t mean “start being irresponsible.” I will still put my best efforts in whatever I do, but I will not care about the results
Which would you rather be: a) pretty but constantly depressed (and I’m not talking about the “I’m sad” kind of depression. I mean the sort where you spend hours either crying your eyes out for absolutely no reason at all, or staring into space because you honestly don’t care whether you live or die the
My name is Lauren Dado and this is my personal blog. I like nerdy things, scary things, and pretty things. I'm not really always right. (
