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Monthly Archives: January 2010
Sunday Afternoon Confessions, Episode 1: Girl Scout Avoidance
This afternoon, while contemplating ways to make Snookie my new BFF, I heard a familiar sound. Ding-dong. Knock. Knock. “Who could possibly be at my door?” I wondered. I sat, paralyzed in fear, still thinking mostly of Snookie and our … Continue reading
That Just Happened, Episode 2: Metro PCS? Welp, Nice Talking to You.
I play a pretty solid wing girl. Recently, this role allowed me to witness the following situation play out between a single friend, her Man of Interest and an innocent dart board. “…. what phone service do you have?” – … Continue reading
Equilibrium is Killing My Coffee
I’m currently not on speaking terms with equilibrium, but I have a strange feeling this will all balance itself out. Equilibrium and I got along just fine until I began augmenting my three daily cups of coffee with refrigerated milk. … Continue reading
Tagged equilibrium
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Hip Hop Dance Class: I Love You, But I’m Not in Love with You
Confession (a.k.a. Editor’s Note): I sat down to write with a Denny’s to-go coffee and turned on my new Michael Buble Pandora station. After ten minutes, I was convinced that his voice was becoming an accomplice to the most boring … Continue reading
Tagged dancing, hip hop dance class
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Irony at the Vending Machine and Why Frito Lay’s Marketing Dept. is Going to Owe Me a Shit Ton of Money
I was a big Alanis fan in her prime, even though I was nine and I had no clue what she was yelling about. Looking back now though, I have an issue. Who the hell has ever had 10,000 spoons … Continue reading