Gone are the days of the $14.99 haircut. I started spending a fortune on my hair after 1) going to Supercuts for the 3rd time in three weeks trying to get them to fix the mullet they’d given me 2) getting dumped – for the second time – by the guy I was dating here […]
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Coworker: “I know I look old, but would you believe I’m going to be 30 in a week?” Me: “Holy crap, you’re only a little more than a year older than me? I thought you were ancient, like the DB guy.” Coworker: “Great, thanks.” Me: “Know what I’m doing for my 30th birthday? Coworker: ?
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I’ve come home and written original stuff every night this week. I’m reading books again. I started re-hashing my comic book ideas. My insatiable, nauseating appetite has subsided, as has my compulsion to go to bed before 9pm. I found myself dancing around my apartment tonight for no reason. The turning point was last week,
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The one nice thing about being stuck in a summer storm is that though you may be drenched, you’re still warm, so you can pretend you’re somewhere interesting and tropical while the sky roars at you. I love summer storms.
I deleted all of my dating profiles last weekend. I was just finally done with the long parade of mediocre and often stressful first dates. I invited the not-Boyfriend to the movies this weekend, but he’s seeing a very nice girl from Cincinnati these days, so he was booked out. Which is a good thing.
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A pop delivery service. Seriously, people.
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Probably one of the most frustrating things about being me (besides the whole insulin thing) is the fact that I have to go to the gym 4-5 times a week just to, like, maintain my current weight. I get lazy, I slack off and just do two days a week, I play a few video
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I hate it when I wake up pissed off for no reason. I think it’s just a weird feeling because I’ve been in such a state of zen for the last two months. Being pissed off first thing in the morning at old hurts and bygones is such a waste of time. Good thing there’s
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Living on your own is fucking expensive, yo. The bare facts of this were nicely camouflaged when I lived in Chicago, as Jenn would just give me the total bill for the month, so I’d write one check, not 8. Totalling these all up separately makes you realize just how much… stuff there is to