Right out of a Norman Rockwell… One thing I miss about living in a house with roommates is the board game nights we used to have.  It was pure bliss, infused with ungodly amounts of wine, beer, Four Loko (RIP), pizza, and Sour Patch Kids.  Oh, and laughing, because board

Once upon a time I used to think going to movies alone was a sad sign that you were slowly turning into a crazy cat lady/man, only one step away from buying a collection of ‘œcooking for one’ cook books. My present self now wishes I could bitch slap that