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i'm not really as awful as this makes me sound. i have an adorable orange cat named calvin who loves me.
REAL TALK
I’m not listening to any of you paleo diet motherfuckers until I see one of you kill a cow with a spear.
Last night I was talking to Adam about Atkins and he’s like “what’s the new Atkins?” And I told him about paleo. He hasn’t heard of it because he doesn’t really go on the interwebs so I actually heard myself say “it’s all over the blogosphere”
He agreed that it is dumb.
at what point do you stop pining for the days where you’d just say “fuck it” and bail on all responsibilities and just refuse to deal with your problems (more specifically: refuse to pay your bills/quit your job and go to vegas/spend too much money on a pucci purse because you’re bored and full of…
This all of this
I have another blog, in case your interested, with some longer form prose that I’ve written.
I’ll try to be adding to it more, since my shrink says it’s good for me.
I love my male BFF dearly, but starting a conversation with me about the Patrick Wilson episode of Girls is not something he should have done tonight.
He wanted me to agree that PW would never go for Lena and I absolutely would not. He made a blanket statement that men as attractive as PW do not…
I don’t love Lena Dunham but since we’re basically the same size I get vicariously pissed off whenever people call her fat.
When I tried to read Atlas Shrugged in my early 20s, I felt bad about the fact that I got less than a quarter of the way through it and already hated myself for having even read that much. It was just awful and I could not see what the big deal was with this stupid book.
I hung out with a few…
Cosigned! Except it was my friend Ann who loved it but we agree to disagree on politics anyhow
FML
Our offer on the house was rejected (well, they never called us) and I woke up with some sort of stomach bug.
