Nobody puts baillee in the corner

I’m embarrassed to use a play off of the Uncle Kracker song I was listening to, but it happened, so let’s roll with it, shall we? Fall has always been a cyclical time in my life. Some variation of the same events happens every single autumn. I usually start falling (pun only slightly intended) for…

For the first time ever, I actually feel a change with my age. Yes, I am well-aware I’m only 23, but I’m also self-aware of the things going on around me. I have friends in relationships that are living together. I have friends who have started calling their jobs their careers. I have realized there…

Yeah, I know it isn’t the wittiest of titles, but I’m also on day five of my seven work day bender, so be kind here. Recently, the “People You May Know” section of Facebook has simultaneously been the most painful and enthralling part of my life. The other night after work, two of the squares…

With my 23 birthday having come and gone, I thought it was only fitting to hear from little baby Baillee on her 13 birthday. As a reminder, all of the names have been changed to pop culture references from my youth, and the points don’t matter. To avoid confusion in this particular entry, my commentary…

Visit three different states: I’ve only been to Oklahoma and California, and I want to change that. I want to get out there and travel the world and get new writing material. Maybe I’ll even get detained at LAX again for bringing my homework on a plane. Who knows? Stop letting others define my worth:…

I’d be lying if I said this was the first draft of this post. The first draft was angrily typed as a note on my phone and defended my latest article piece by piece. After having breakfast this morning with a new friend, I realized how silly it would be to post something that defensive…

The best way to describe my relationship with my sister can be summed up with the following story. Do you remember that old Jif commercial (sorry if that was you, Peter Pan, but don’t kid yourself. You aren’t Jif) where the little brothers realize they only have enough peanut butter for one sandwich, so they…

Height wise, I fall somewhere between 5’9 and 5’10. Although I would often cry a la Jessie Spano about being the tall girl in school and that I would never get asked out, I learned to appreciate my height. Don’t worry, I still don’t get asked out, but it isn’t because of my height. Usually.…

If you aren’t familiar with me at all, you should know three of my passions in life: the 1990s, The O.C., and horror movies. For the rest of you, the next couple of sentences are (do you hear that? neither do I, so I believe we can stop beating the horse because it’s clearly dead)…

If you haven’t noticed, I’ve been doing a lot lately. I’m working with Casting Out Demons. I’m gearing up to hopefully fulfill my current dream of starting a podcast all about The O.C. I’m contributing to HelloGiggles. I’m writing this here blog. Also, I’m, you know, working at my actual job. Basically, I’m absolutely insane…