Archive for the 'bffs' Category
Sunday, November 22nd, 2009
Okay, so I lied. There are no pandas here.
Boy Watch! just didn’t have the same ring to it.
So, remember the Yankees boy? The one I liked after our Yankees game date… but then decided that he called too much?
Well, the story never really ended with him. Until last Friday night.
I declare this “relationship” o-v-e-r.
We’ve been [...]
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Tuesday, July 21st, 2009
Because of the impending move to an apartment much smaller than my own in a city much larger than my own, I’ve been selling a lot of my stuff on Craigslist.
Which - if you have never attempted this before - is a verrry interesting process.
Initially, I was a timid seller. You see, I’m not the [...]
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Tuesday, July 7th, 2009
I spoke a different language in high school.
Well, yeah - I sort of spoke French.
Vous avez de gros pieds!
See?
I’m not talking about the kind of language you learn in class. I’m talkin’ ’bout
the language of cliques.
And I had a clique. Oh yes. I did. Hush yourself - you did, too.
Oh, the days of leaving someone [...]
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Friday, June 26th, 2009
I was filling the sides of the kiddy pool with air.
The phone rang.
“What is your favorite Michael Jackson memory?”
And then the caller delivered the news.
Luckily,
I was surrounded by the friends who love Jacko the best. We could appreciate.
So
And then?
(In all seriousness, as odd as his life seemed to have become, we can all appreciate the [...]
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Tuesday, June 23rd, 2009
I have learned a lot about the nature of people in the last few months.
In fact, I believe I can confidently categorize all human life into various groups based solely on their reactions to…
the move.
It’s like I’m a soothsayer.
Here’s the secret: It’s not about how supportive or unsupportive the person is in general or even [...]
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Friday, June 19th, 2009
I am a personal attendant in a wedding this weekend.
I am sick, sick, sick of leaving my hair down for weddings. Boring, right?
So, I’m in for a haircut with my fantastic, talented hair lady - whom I don’t rely on to make life decisions but whose breadth of hair knowledge gives me something to believe [...]
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Wednesday, June 17th, 2009
First of all, apologies for being the absentee internet friend. I’m really frustrated with my inconsistent internet connection. Since it is stolen internet, however, I have no real grounds for complaining. So, here I sit - earbuds in, sipping my iced coffee - at the local Dunn Bros. I am going to type and save [...]
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Thursday, May 28th, 2009
Sometimes? We all do stupid things.
I went to Vegas over Mem Day Weekend. (Which WASN’T my stupid thing. In fact, I had a magniffffficent time. BFFs, celeb sightings, warm weather, friend-of-PCD freebies. A GOOD TIME.)
While getting ready to see Peepshow last Monday evening, my friends and I were buzzing around the house in a scrambled, [...]
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Sunday, May 17th, 2009
(The post you’ve been waiting for.)
Years ago, I listened to the stories of a friend who picked up and moved to Manhattan for a summer during college. She wanted to prove to herself that she was independent, self-sufficient, and capable of anything. Straining our ears to soak in every word, we listened to her describe [...]
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Monday, May 11th, 2009
So, I’m at a bar the other night and I have to use the bathroom.
I walk in and hear a shriek: “Ouuuuuuuuuuuuch!”
I see a girl - in a dress - with one bare foot propped up on the sink. She is bent over and examining her toe through tears. The girl angles her head toward [...]
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