December 2011
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Article: Lessons from famous college dropouts →
We’re also good at spending a couple largely debt-free years getting a leg-up in the working world while everyone else is packed into lecture halls, getting addicted to adderall, and awkwardly flirting with their oily, boring future spouses.
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Destined for failure and/or greatness
Those 45 minutes before a first date when you become very prickly upon realizing that you will have to change out of pajama pants, and that “listening to the Cool Kids album again and punishing a frozen pizza” is not a viable prior engagement excuse.
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article: What Girls Talk About →
They forgot pizza, mutual disappointment in the decline of bath beads, whose eyebrows we think look fucked up, and INXS.
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I am an adult, doing adult things
Last night I was accidentally served Absolut, which I am violently allergic to. My friends thought I’d been roofied and I was escorted home, at which point I attempted to hang my coat on the kitchen light switch.
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I am conflicted about this pizza recipe →
I like the idea of a salami and Brussels sprouts pizza. However, I greatly dislike that the ingredients list includes mixed greens and lemon juice for a required side salad. No last-line “serve with a simple salad” - they’re actual steps in the text.
Bitch, I live in Chicago. You will not shame me into tempering my birthright with the addition of a fucking salad.
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Confidential to North Korea
He can’t see you anymore.
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But watch your P’s and Q’s next time you see a rainbow.
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living in the same building as your best friend is...
Her: “Come downstairs, I want to give you your Christmas present.”
Me: “Is it cheddar dogs?”
Her: “No.”
Me: “Fuck.”
Her: “Shit.”
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John Congleton: Meet Indie Rock's Unsung Hero Of... →
I don’t care that he’s like 5’5. I don’t care that he’s built an empire on writing songs about torturing/killing girlfriends and wives. I am going to wife this man someday.
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SIX
The number of times the words “lumbering” and “ox” joined in seething unity in my brain on my commute home.
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