In which Emma kind of goes on a rant, basically.
In which Emma takes a lot of cold medicine and gets deep with her thoughts.
She doesn’t even go here!
In which Emma wraps up her two-part year-in-review post and puts 2012, finally, to bed. Also there’s some important information about cats and hair accessories here.
In which Emma offers the first part of her two-part year-end wrap up. Also there’s probably a metaphor in here that goes on for way too long.
In which Emma examines the mind of Graduate School Emma, who, because she didn’t appreciate Jack Gilbert, clearly had lost her mind.
In which Emma combines Instagram, poetry, and general misanthropy in an attempt to make the most obnoxious blog entry ever.
In which Emma gets all deep and introspective and stuff about love and life and loss and so forth.
In which Emma explains why she isn’t a poet and why she has a particular attachment to hideous house-dresses.
In which Emma advocates for a new Web sport: Extreme Eastwooding.