My OKCupid A-list membership will expire in four days; I chose not to renew it after seeing that my profile was liked by someone (thing?) who wrote this,
Looking 4 a high profiles only , u hv to be well educated , well living , polite , kind hearted , good looking , very understanding , respectful in ur social life ... on the other...
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I hate the word "call." A lazy word for lazy people. I read an otherwise excellent article in Collectors Weekly this morning about the development of San Francisco's housing crisis, and at the end the author wrote that "Major publications like the San Francisco Chronicle are using their voices to call for more housing construction..." What an insipid fucking word. Are they really "calling" for...
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Thinking of titles for these entries is becoming a hassle, and I have enough hassles in my life already, so from now on the title of every entry will simply be the date. I have no doubt that there will be much rejoicing among the peasants.
I recently quit an embracing sexuality meetup group because it's owner, for lack of a better word, gave a...
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In general, I have a bizarre love of highly choreographed singing and dancing, so it was a little surprising to me that despite my affinity for musicals I'd never seen Singin' in the Rain until the past weekend. I had no idea it actually had a plot! And honestly, it only barely had a plot. My friend and I commented on the remarkable similarity between...
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Over the last few weeks or so I've gotten in the habit of leaving my smartphone in the locker rather than taking it with me while I exercise. As a result I've listened to a lot more Ariana Grande than I ever would have cared for. I've noticed that the only people around me who don't have headphones in their ears are the older guys,...
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People are fond of saying that you should be yourself, until you actually are. Then, if it makes them uncomfortable, they want you to be something different, so that they can be feel better. I refuse to be anything other than myself.
Every time I've ever tried to keep a diary or journal, I've never been able to stick with it for more than a couple of weeks. Since I consider this to be my journal for the next year, I'm trying to make a better effort to write every single day, especially on the days when I don't feel like I have very much worthwhile to...
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As part of the podcast that I record with my friend we're revisiting the films of Paul Verhoeven, and this morning we re-watched Starship Troopers. We've each seen it many times at this point, so every viewing allows us to focus on something different that we might not have picked up before. This time, it was something that was staring me in the face the...
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Being single when you don't want to be can feel pretty rough at times, but it does have its moments. For instance, last night I was watching the movie Thoroughbreds, petting my cat and eating a sleeve of saltines, when my freshman year college roommate texted me and asked if I wanted to meet him that night while he was in town visiting his mother....
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Over the weekend my co-best threw a birthday party for me; my only request was that we have an Irish Car Bomb every hour, on the hour. Needless to say, I had never noticed how short an hour could feel until it was counting down the time between Irish Car Bombs. It was exactly the sort of party I wanted and a tremendous mistake.
At...
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The world is already filled with enough pain and suffering; do your best to avoid unnecessarily adding to it.
When Brett Kavanaugh was just your average, run-of-the-mill, absurdly powerful white man, I thought his confirmation to the Supreme Court was essentially a done deal. As I said before, Republicans had the votes and Democrats didn't. But last week a professor alleged that Kavanaugh assaulted her when they were both in high school; then, this morning, I read the news that three additional women now...
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