Tag: Relationships

  • How to Lose Your Mind in 10 Tabs

    How to Lose Your Mind in 10 Tabs

    Hello hello,and welcome back to my humble abode; currently a cafe in Santa Monica with a very aggressive coffee (for me) and a playlist that’s either trying to seduce me or give me a panic attack. I’m supposed to be writing a film right now.  Not this line. And not this blog.And definitely not the…

  • Welcome to Seb’s

    Welcome to Seb’s

    Hello, lovely readers, I come today with an answer I’ve been looking for. Buckle up. So lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping and eating. And I don’t mean that lightly. I mean I spent two full weeks with no more than 2 to 3 hours of sleep a day. I mean my appetite is blocked…

  • You’ve Got Text

    You’ve Got Text

    Hello, hello.  Welcome back to Full Fat Blah.  Where we don’t do small talk, we do small breakdowns. Where the feelings are either 0 or 100. I’m glad you’re here.  So. Something happened today. Nothing dramatic. No car crashes. No life altering news. Just a single text. Seven words. And that’s it. But I swear…

  • Can’t Touch This

    Can’t Touch This

    Hello and welcome back! I am writing this blog post from an office. Not my office. A French office. I’ve been working on a project with a French company from home, but this week they flew me out to Paris to wrap a few things up in person. And for some reason, that means I…

  • In Defense of Valentine’s Day

    In Defense of Valentine’s Day

    Hello and Happy Valentine’s Day to those celebrating!  I know, I know- Valentine’s Day is a “capitalist holiday.” (Blah blah– boohoo!) The prices of flowers mysteriously triples, restaurants push their overpriced “romantic” set menus, and every brand suddenly remembers that love exists (conveniently, in the form of something you should buy). And yet… I absolutely…

  • Mamma Mia, Here I Grow Again!

    Mamma Mia, Here I Grow Again!

    Hello, hello! Remember me, my dearests? It’s been a while since I sat here and spilled my thoughts. It feels like a part of me was on hold… or maybe not on hold, exactly. For two years, this blog was my hyper-alert observer. It kept track of how I moved through life— how I reacted…