April 2012
33 posts
On not filling up the tank, ever
The reason I always buy $10 worth of gas is because when I was a teenager I shared an old minivan with my dad and we liked to implicitly play a psychological game wherein we only put the tiniest amount of gas in the car to force the other person to get it next time. $10 is the now equivalent of the $5 I felt smart investing before.
Rules I Keep for Myself
(I liked Jay’s post so I wrote my own version.)
Eat the meat part of the meal, and then the potato part. Meaning chicken fingers before fries, most of the time. Always measure out your whiskey. Don’t just free pour. When someone says “What?” because they didn’t hear you, just change the subject. Always buy $10 worth of gas. No more, no less. When someone asks me if they should buy...
Pizzeria Lola Review
Photo by Bill.Roehl
I went to Pizza Lola on Tuesday and beforehand my boss’ wife told me to “get really high and order 3 pizzas.” I said to my boss, “look what your wife is saying,” and he replied, “I concur.”
I did not get high but I did work out first because I wanted to be so hungry that I was mad at my boyfriend. This happened last Saturday after...
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50 Shades of Grey Reading Game
It has occurred to me that this book is just really bad, and I am reading it in a game-like way where the rules are:
1. Read until they have sex (this takes way too long).
2. Read until they have sex and there is some kind of bondage (anticlimactic. Just a tie).
3. Read until there is some kind of freakier sex that seems scary (this hasn’t happened yet).
4. Read until she cries from sex...
Girls. White girls.
“I paused at the base of the poster and looked up — it covered the entire side of the building. My eyes traveled up their phosphorescent legs to their faces and back down again. My heart dropped and I swallowed once, hard. Girls. White girls.”
good thoughts on The Hairpin
Not Surprised
“I don’t like when people attend a concert or a reading and say the musician or author is a bad performer because of low energy levels or lack of inflection. I like attending concerts where the musicians barely move and are afraid to look at the audience” - Tao Lin in The Awl
(Currently avoiding participating in office voice over recording for a thing because I know that I will...
categorizing writers u like
writers you’ve never met who have written books
writers you like on the internet but haven’t interacted with
writers you like who have emailed you back about a submission
writers you like who have published you
writers you like who followed you on twitter and RT you once in awhile
writers you follow on tumblr who follow you back
writers you follow on tumblr and interact with and...
The False Mystique of Living in Small Town, USA
“Being young and living in a small town—with occasional exceptions—usually means you can’t stand what a city reflects back on you. Like the glassy, mirror-like towers jutting out of their downtowns, cities provide harsh reality checks.
What I’ve found is that people—myself included—who unabashedly say they want to “get away from it all” are usually only interested in getting away from...
Often, when people complain about people... →
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Look up "Do Bella and Edward Have Sex" I dare you
“yes they do have sex becuase bella ends up pregnant but what i dont get is that they do give some sort of memory of the intercourse for example bella says i believe she doesnt remember but i heard from my friend that edward replies saying something like it was so great you forgot or something sexual like that that is what my friend says is that wrong idk but for sure they have sex becuase...
My perspective on people
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Other notes on childhood
I have a soft spot for kids who remind me of childhood me. Meaning they’re:
-Kinda chubby
-Crooked teeth
-Bowl cut
-A bit too into nail art
-Annoying other kids by trying to work in words from the language they are studying into every day conversation
-Friends with the teacher but not the popular kids
This is why I love Marcus from About a Boy so much, although my parents were totally...
Noises People Make When They Play Volleyball
1. HAHAHAHAH
(When someone does something dumb like MISS the ball)
2. Oooooh
(When something unexpected happens)
3. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
(When they get a point)
4. BOING
(When they hit the ball into my window a few times)
Yeah, basically these people have been playing volleyball rel loud outside my window for like 6 hours, and I’m that grinchy person who sits inside on a sunny day hating...
