I'm A Robin Kinda Girl

What can I say? I like sidekicks better. We can grab a bite to eat while Batman does his thing. We'll hold hands under the table and he'll laugh at my jokes and he'll pick up the bill.

Little Known Fact

I've always hated the Simpsons.

Charlie in His Undies

Hey yo! I need a cold shower.

I'm Talking About Blogging

The Social Media Club of Philly asked me to lead a panel about my blog boo, Shmitten Kitten. It's all going down on Wed. Feb. 24th from 6pm-8pm at this joint on 20th and Chestnut. There are only 14 tickets left and it's freeeee! Click here for more info and to grab a ticket before it fills up.

Not To Be Creepy

But this is making a serious case for having a baby soon: so I can dress him up like this!

For Die-Hard BTTF Fans ONLY

I would pay serious money to have this band play my birthday party.

I Can't Tell

Sometimes I can't tell if I'm the photo in the wastebasket or the one who is tossing photos in the basket. DEEP THOUGHT!

Let Me Tell You

Something strange happened last week; I chatted with an old friend of mine from Chicago. I've known him since high school. We're tight bros from way back when. Well, he asked me when I was coming back to Chicago.

"Hopefully in the Spring," I replied.

"When are you moving back?" he asked.

"Dude, I live in Philly now! You know that." And what he said next made my heart swell.

"Anna, all of your true friends are here. Move back! Chicago misses you, man. You belong back here. Just come home."

That phrase "true friends" kinda got to me. I know what he meant. He meant the people who really know me. The people who'd see me around when I was a dorky 17 year-old. I feel like they know the real me, whatever that is.

Honestly, I think about moving back to Chicago every day. I think about what my life would be like if I'd stayed there. Would I have a boyfriend? Would we live together in a beautiful apartment downtown? Would we host dinner parties together? Would we slam beers at the local bar? Would I be happier? I'd get to see Courtney all the time which would be AMAZING. And, the guys out there are just...more grounded. And, they love big boobs, which is a HUGE incentive.

I'm a transplant. Philly will never be my home. What can I say? I just really miss Chicago. All the time. It's where I belong. And to have an old friend say that to me meant a lot. More than I can properly articulate.

I Want Love: The Mix

I made a mix for my homie Jose on his blog, the Rub Paw Press.

Check it out!

I'm in love with it. It has everything I like: a little bit of mallpunk, a little bit of soul, a little bit of the classics. It's just purrrrfect!

Now, I'm gearing up for the upcoming snowstorm tonight. It turns out that I got an offer that I couldn't refuse. I love snow days!

I Love Charlie

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I Relate To This TOO Well