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Ever since I realized what a blowjob was, I have been self-conscious about eating bananas in the company of men.
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Last night, my college called me. A nervous-sounding freshman identified himself and asked if I'd donate money to the annual fund. They call every year, and I've managed to avoid giving so far by going on a tirade about how incredibly poor I am ( Read more... ) -
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Ha ha ha, THIS is awesome. I'm actually more jealous that someone is going to make $7,000 of profit off this hot dog than the fact that they got to go to the game, but.... -
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Ever since Greg and I moved up to Seattle, we go to the weekly Trivia Night at Norm's, a bar near our apartment. Trivia Night is extremely enjoyable for the following reasons ( Read more... ) -
This is what my journal would look like if I didn't think about people reading it.
I just took a drink of water while eating (sucking?) a cough drop. I swallowed the cough drop. Now I have menthol burps ( Read more... ) -
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I like holding a mug just after putting instant hot water in it, and feeling the warmth seep through the ceramic. -
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OH MAN.
The girls and I have had a night out planned for a while.
And now, Maxine tells me that we will be cruising (and boozing!) around town in a LIMO.
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Doesn't it take the same amount of effort for me to put the toilet seat down as it does for him to put it up?
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Today, while I was on the bus to work, I saw a fight between two homeless people. It was already in progress when the bus pulled up: a man and a woman, screaming profanity at each other, oblivious to the rain and the bus full of onlookers. She slapped him, he hit back, and it continued as the bus pulled away. Everyone watched; no one said or ( Read more... ) -
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Shame on you, Johnny Damon.
I can understand why you'd want to play for the Yankees, even after playing for their biggest rival for so many years. I can understand that they offered you a lot of money. I'm not pleased, but I can understand.
But WHY would you let George Steinbrenner make you cut your hair?
My libido is disappointed in you.