February 2012
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asked a friend an urgent question on gchat
Me: ok, i have to go. But thank you very much for being there.
Him: no prob
Me: in like, LIFE. ...No, just kidding, just this morning right now
That time I chaperoned a Model UN conference
“Are you feeling spontaneous?” My friend Evan sent me this interest-baiting question Wednesday night. My initial response? No. No, I’m never feeling spontaneous. And as a freelance writer who’d just finished covering New York Fashion Week, I was exhausted and ready for a little West Wing on DVD/nachos/early bedtime combo for the next..well, few days at the very least. But...
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Things I Could Have Said to Connie Britton When... →
I…may have started crying just reading this? …and it’s not even sad? I just….love Tami Taylor so much? And…I don’t know why these are all questions?
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Week in review →
Currently thanking the public transportation gods for the glory that is Bolt Bus. I’m en route to Washington DC for the weekend, and every time I ride one of these majestic, wi-fi enabled, unsmelly coaches, I’m reminded how grateful I am that there is an alternative to Greyhound. *shudder* This will be my first trip to DC since my sister moved back to Wisconsin, which might be sad, if...
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Things I've said to Tall Megan today
(presented without context)
“Megan, I know how bacon works.”
“Somebody needs to cut that girl’s vagina off.”
“Do I think Kim Kardashian and Reggie Bush are going to make it this time around? I mean, I do believe in true love.”
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“It’s like being blind with your taste buds.”
– on people who don’t think fountain sodas are clearly superior to all other sodas.
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Week in review →
I think God knew what he was doing when he made me average height, because whenever I bother to put heels on (which is not often at all), I start thinking I’m the most badass bitch in the room. Standing at a modest 5’6” in my bare feet keeps my ego in check, which, I think we all can agree, is definitely for the best. Because I’m not nearly pretty enough to merit the supermodel stomp and ‘don’t...
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“Who won the Puppy Bowl last night?!”
– text to Tall Megan this morning. She never responded.
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Style Girlfriend: Week in Review →
Whaddaweek! My sister got into town last night, and I made cupcakes and we ate nachos and on Wednesday I went ice skating, and…and I could go on but I’m starting to sound like Buddy the Elf and, well, that kind of enthusiasm just doesn’t become me. It was also a great and busy week over at Style Girlfriend. I was invited to guest post on a few different sites, and as it turns out, when...
Not better or worse, just different
Lately, I can’t seem to have a conversation - whether it be with another person, or just hanging out in my own head, where I don’t utter the phrase, “It’s not better or worse, just different.” This statement is put forward with varying degrees of certitude, depending on the situation under discussion and my present state of mind. It applies, it seems, to nearly...
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January 2012
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Home sweet home
Getting off the subway at Bedford Ave tonight, there was a Crime Scene Investigators unit snapping pics in the station.
My first thought was, “oh cool, it’s just like tv.”
and my second thought was, “oh shit, it’s just like tv.”
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Every night
I walk into my bedroom with a glass of water in one hand and my phone in the other. I throw my phone on the bed, then set the glass on my nightstand.
One of these days, I’m going to throw the glass of water on the bed. I have to. While I’m not a betting woman, I know the odds are stacked against me.
To be honest, I’m actually surprised I haven’t done it yet.
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What's that like
I have a friend. Don’t worry, this isn’t one of those bridge-burning posts I love to accidentally write; I don’t even have anything bad to say about her, so just…don’t worry.
My friend is a lawyer in Chicago, married to a soon-to-be lawyer. They attended rival high schools and started dating in college in the town where we grew up. She’s one of three girl friends...
“But I’m worth it. Like a Loreal commercial. Loreal? Revlon? Loreal....”
– Sometimes I talk to myself out loud to other people.
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“Should we say 8 to cover all pants-putting-on bases?”
– me and Tina are good at making plans
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My brother worked on this / is awesome →
That terrifying moment when..
You can’t remember if you ever decided on a skirt to wear, or if you zipped your winter coat over a sweater, tights and knee-high boots when you left the house this morning.
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“Hey, what’s it called, the arm that a quarterback throws with?”
– Me, in a 15-second conversation with my brother tonight.
“His throwing arm.” “Cool, so people, like, say that? It’s not like, ‘his passing arm?’”
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WatchPlease enjoy this video of my niece playing (and cheating at!) peek-a-boo with a monkey
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Me: i cant even front like i dont love kelly clarkson's new album. i'm not even going to try
Tall Megan: i didn't even know she had one
Me: kljkdlfjslkdfjds i cant even talk to you sometimes
Tonight I compared real relationships to those that exist between a company and its client. I was talking to a friend who works in business development, and he was saying that he broke up with his last girlfriend because he had convinced himself there was someone better out there for him. “Yeah, maybe,” I replied, “but I mean, it’s way easier to keep an existing client than...
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Remember that classic Ashlee Simpson (that’s right, I said CLASSIC ASHLEE SIMPSON SONG) “Pieces of me?” “All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me.” I’m missing a piece of me today, and I feel really weird about it. When my grandma on my mom’s side died, my aunt pulled out her jewelry box and we all took a few pieces to remember her by. I chose several baby...
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What do you say when..
Walking home tonight, I encountered two sanitation workers removing the trash cans from in front of my building. I smiled at them and started up the stairs of my stoop. “Aww, you just made my night hon’!” called one of the men from behind me in exactly the voice you would expect to come booming out of a New York City garbageman. I turned around. “What’s that?”...
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peachfuzz.net: Things we shouldn't bring into... →
peachfuzz:
Instagram (and other fake Holga apps) Poorly-written teenage nonsense in white type on said photos. The Kardashians Lana Del Rey Ron Paul Birthers Men’s style blogs by/for wussy dandies in bow-ties. Broadcast TV The TSA Putting bacon on everything Organized acts of faux-spontaneity Jay-Z’s street…
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The word “swag”