“You know that there was some guy was in their truck going ‘Goddammit, come on now. I mean what the hell, OK, I understand, you know, the people lost their lives and boo-hoo I get it and we gotta heal and all that, but come on now! Just pick up a goddamn football and play. I live three thousand goddamn miles away, can’t you play a goddamn football game? I got nothin’ left in my life! I got all these snacks…’”
—David Cross, on September 11, or “The week football stopped.”
March 2010
Just applied to my dream internship.
Commence crossing all appendages and both eyes, please.
February 2010
Good Things in My Life Right Now:
1. Hot Rod is on TV
2. Chinese food is in my belly
3. Aria, Geri, and Kyle listened to my woes
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HEY! REDNECK FROM NORTH CAROLINA:
How dare you come into MY state (no matter how shitty I think it is) and throw trash from your truck? What year is it? How old are you? You were looking for a parking spot, you couldn’t keep the Subway wrapper and bag in your precious lap for a few more seconds until you were able to park and throw it away in a trash can like a decent human being?
I don’t think I have actually seen someone litter—especially something that big and obvious—in like, ten years. At least not since I left middle school. MIDDLE SCHOOL. Are you a fking eleven year old? God, how terrible was your upbringing/education that you weren’t taught to NOT LITTER.
I realize there are more important things in the world, but there is also almost nothing as simple as THROWING AWAY YOUR FKING TRASH. Get it together, World.
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Because It's Not Love (But It's Still A Feeling)1
The Pipettes
Because It’s Not Love (But It’s Still a Feeling)—The Pipettes
“I don’t want to be wined and dined/I just want to bump and grind with you here tonight.”
If you (like me) have
- a weakness for that epitome-of-the-60’s sound
- a weakness for British accents in songs
- a weakness for all girl groups
then this is your new favorite band. Too bad they broke up.
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