Today, these things, in no particular order, can suck my metaphorical balls. First, dear the airplane: suck my metaphorical balls. You are big, stinky, uncomfortable, and late. You are a fat old lady mid-menopause. You …
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travel
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I watch You for Titles
I thought it fair to warn all Eleven of you to watch what you say and do. I am sweet little sponge, stealing your words and cataloguing them in my brain for later usage. Namely, …
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Say Something
Anything; Anything. Something
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Why We Suck.
Want to know how much we suck? Look here. people who actually care Why are we not doing anything like this? Well, I’m definitely not. I don’t know if you are. We should be. Reading …
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aHA.
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my eggs
Now, fan base. Hmmm. Let’s contemplate something of utmost importance. Given the current state of my (ahem) finances and my lack of time to write/think/quit bad habits/begin new ones/stop being chubby/ pay my ever-growing …
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today, I am tired.
Which feels like this. We arrived last night at the theater for the first time at 11 pm to find a stage bearing something like this: Steve, please forgive my lo-res picture. But for serious, …
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And it is not fair when
a small pretty girl who can Act also Happens to Write Plays. She did not get the memo/email/phone call/text message/violent plea from the soul of my insecurities that she is not allowed to write plays. …
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A Slave to the Weed.
There will be no just ‘cutting back.’ There will be complete cessation. You will simply just no longer go to the bathroom. Going to the bathroom is bad for you. There is a good chance …
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heat, not sunlight, ripens tomatoes.
so says the snapple. it is sad this going downstairs to buy a snapple becomes an event. i tried having a blog thing in college – live journal – but stopped because – it seemed …