Tag Archives: Charleston
Why Charleston?
I like Charleston (WV…I really haven’t been to Charleston, SC, but people tell me it’s very nice). My dream ever since I was little was to live in Washington D.C., … Continue reading
Stuck In Chelyan/Charleston’s becoming dangerous?
So last night around 7ish or so, one of my friends who lives locally calls me up and demands we go to Montgomery for the night. Sounds good, so we … Continue reading
The Huntington/Chucktown Bus! The KRT!
Wednesday I headed up to Charleston to give my friend Jeannette a goodbye before she moved to the big city of WInchester, VA. In doing so, I boarded the IT … Continue reading
An End, of sorts, for my East Bank chapter.
Sadness. One of my roommates from East Bank, and sorority sister, and friend, is moving out of Charleston. Jeannette is the one who got me my job at Lowe’s, and … Continue reading
Gaah…why I’m doubting I’ll have a boyfriend or get married in WV.
Ok…well maybe just at least Charleston. True and reoccuring story: I was at the bus stop recently in downtown Charleston. I wasn’t sure what time the bus would be running … Continue reading
I’m a glutton for punishment: prom dress shopping.
The other morning while talking to my mom, she asked me if my little sister, Meg, had mentioned the prom dress fiasaco. “Um, no she hasn’t. What happened?” “Oh God….” … Continue reading
Zelda Fitzgerald now works at Lowe’s.
Last week, maybe on Thursday, I had some time to kill, so I decided to head over to the Charleston Town Center. First and foremost, it was gto check up … Continue reading
Bus news, good and bad.
Yesterday, after running a few errands in soggy downtown Charleston, I was highly tempted to make a shit list. It’s actually been awhile since I’ve made one. To be perfectly … Continue reading
Always late but worth the wait: a shit list
I know I promised this the other day, but I got bitchslapped with the sinus pressure from hell. I’ve been awake since 7:00 am or so, and am just now … Continue reading
I fly like paper, get high like planes.
In the neverending interview process, I had to go in this morning for a drug test. I’ve actually never had a drug test, because there’s apparently something abuot my personality … Continue reading
