Archive for November, 2006



Bye, Ed.

And thanks for being such a fine example for those who came up after you.

Remember when the people on The Real World…

…were ugly, but interesting? I miss that.

I could have heeded any of a number of signs, beginning with the phonecall to the monosyllabic, depressive landlord:
“Hello? Mr. Mal?”
*Sigh* “Yes.”
“I’m calling about the $850 Queens studio. Is that still available?”
*Groan, sigh* “Yes.”
“Can I come see it tomorrow?”
*Pause. Heaving sigh.* “Yes.”
I wakened to dark skies, downpours, and sodden earth. I got a solo seat […]

I love Sephora.

But not this much.
Who in god’s name would pay $45 to play monopoly on a board if the only upgrades are property names like (I’m not kidding) Rue de Toilette, Scrub-a-Way, and Curl-de-Sac? WTF?
That said, every time I pass a Sephora I have to talk myself out of ducking in to spritz myself with Gucci […]

Overheard at my bank.

Girl at ATM #1: “God, I need that fucking check. My mom’s being such a bitch. Doesn’t she understand I’m a big girl with bills to pay?”
Girl at ATM #2: “Um, yeah, that she pays for.”
Girl #1: “Well, at least I’m doing an internship, she has to give me credit for that.”
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Speaks for itself, dunnit? […]