Articles By: Abi Humber

Normal Self, Bitter Self tell it like it is…probably

I?m home. Well, one of my homes. Omaha-home. For one month, I have left behind Chicago and its infinite stressors?terrible traffic, rude drivers, late buses, forever-wet streets, and…horrible roommates. I know I?ve mentioned my frustrating ?big-girl apartment? situation before, and even though it?s finally over, (hooray for on-campus living!) I?m still pretty bitter that my roommates? shenanigans consumed my semester. […]

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Family members favor the Muppets

Although I?m not quite old enough to remember the debut of TV?s ?The Muppet Show? and its regular programming, I have seen ?A Muppet Christmas Carol,? ?Muppet Treasure Island? and ?Sesame Street? episodes countless times throughout my childhood. And, after going to see the new Muppet movie twice in the past week, I think I have a fairly solid understanding […]

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?Becoming? is adapting to life in new ways

o become: ?to emerge into existence.? I close my eyes. I see a soft pink flower bud, suddenly unfolding, now bright pink as it turns its face to the sun. Blooming, emerging into existence. Becoming. This picture suggests that act of becoming ?happens? in a single moment. We?ve been hard at work long before our efforts reveal themselves. And then! […]

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Reality of junior year hasn?t met expectations

My junior year of college began with an overwhelming amount of excitement. I ended August in Massachu?setts, where I took a 40-hour mediation-training course. I learned so much, which was exciting in about a hundred different ways. I carried that energy home to Chicago, where I was excited about being an upperclassman and finally feeling like a ?real? part of […]

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Chicago bankers? protest is for your benefit, too

?THE PEOPLE! UNITED! WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED!? ?BANKS GOT BAILED OUT, WE GOT SOLD OUT!? ?SHOW ME WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE?THIS IS WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE!? ?WE! ARE! THE 99 PERCENT!? Hundreds of Chicagoans, myself included, exercised our right to public protest outside the downtown Hyatt on Monday, where the Mortgage Bankers Association was holding its annual conference. Inside the […]

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Bunnies, hormones and six steps to happiness

I spent the better part of last weekend in a funk. ?Frequent mood instability? is a fairly typical occurrence for me, as I tend to adopt the mood of whomever I?m around. To further intensify my other-people-induced mood swings, the reality of living with females is that hormones bounce around as freely as bunnies in the summer. Yes, I just […]

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Chicago coffee regulars make life a real delight

The past four months, I?ve poured my blood, sweat and tears into the Caribou Coffee in Chicago?s East Lakeview neighborhood. Of course, I?m exaggerating a baby bit?I?ve never actually cried at work. I have bled, though. I have to take out my facial piercings during my shift (boo corporate America!), and once one of my eyebrow rings wouldn?t come out, […]

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Following the urge to be a writer

I think I want to be a writer. In fact, I?m almost positive. I saw ?The Help? about a week ago, which really solidified that desire in my heart. If you?ve seen the movie and/or read the book?which everyone absolutely must do?and can recall Emma Stone?s character, just pretend that?s me. That?s who I want to be. That?s not what […]

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Making lists organizes an overcrowded brain

For those who regularly read my column, or know me well in real life, the following information will not come as a surprise: I am a little bit insane. I suppose I?m not much crazier than the typical almost-20-something, but when my mind gets incredibly full of billions of thoughts and I haven?t been able to properly process them all, […]

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Mom may be goofy and quirky, but she?s the best

Most of the time I have trouble coming up with column topics. It?s not that I don?t have tons of ideas, it?s that I?m never sure that my random life musings are worth putting into print. Last week, though, I found myself with a surplus of ?good ideas? when Mama Humber came to visit. Page after page could be written […]

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