An Ode To That Guy In My Yoga Class
Greg, this post is dedicated to you.
Read MoreGreg, this post is dedicated to you.
Read MoreIt's a free internet and you can do whatever you damn well please on your social media. You don't have to listen to me; you can continue annoying anyone who hasn't finally just gotten around to unfollowing you yet.
Read MoreAs a certified Young Person, the internet has tons of advice for me, all of it neatly packed in list form: “X Number of Things I Should See/Do/Achieve Before I’m X Age.”
Read MoreI have body issues. Not the make yourself puke kind, or the only eat five almonds a day kind or the have to go to rehab kind—the normal kind. The living in a perpetual state of wanting to lose five-to-10 pounds kind, the "I couldn't wear that" kind, the counting calories kind.
Read MoreKids these days, am I right? Where do they get off changing the sacred English language with their generationally specific terms? After all, we all know that language hasn’t evolved since the beginning of time. That’s why we’ve all been communicating via crudely drawn cave paintings and putting an “e” at the end of “old” up until this exact moment in history.
Read MoreLike an episode of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, the following story is fictional and does not depict any actual person or event.
Read MoreAlmost a year ago, I graduated from college. Now my Facebook and Twitter feeds are a-brimmin' with sentimental posts from this year's seniors. Before you guys get too depressed, though, I have some unsolicited reassurance and life advice to offer you. (Classic me!)
Read MoreIt's that time of year, where, once again, I marvel at how one woman can play approximately 2,034,185 characters so distinctly that I consistently forget one actress is portraying all of them. Clone Club is back, y'all! Spoilers for Orphan Black, season four, episode one lay ahead.
Read MoreAnd now, for my latest (and belatedest) binge watch: House of Cards, season four. As per usual, there are big spoilers within.
Read MoreI went to a Hoodie Allen concert on Leap Day. (Fitting, given that one of his earliest album's is titled Leap Year.) Despite all of the somewhat derisive opinions I'm about to express, I have to point out that going to this concert was 100% my idea and I was no way coerced into attending. Because I am a Hoodie Allen fan. The issue is that I apparently in the upper range of his fan demographic.
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