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Seriously, though: what's with the penguins?
victor, here are your spoils
READING MATERIAL Not The End Of The World, Kate Atkinson. The stories are all vaguely interlinked, and I think I need to own the book because they are great, and invite re-reading. 2. The Normals, David Gilbert. This is easily the best novel I have read all year, which sounds like a huge deal until […]
table this motion
QUANDARIES How could there have been absolutely nothing worth reading in the New Yorker's recent “Winter Fiction Issue”? How can I have next to no money left when there is still over a week until payday? Even though I had a Holiday Budget Strategy and everything? What the hell happened? How can my ten-year-old cousin […]
crossing was treacherous
Today I am wearing a rather ugly seafoam-green sweater, a color that I normally avoid because it makes me look even more greenish, sullen, and furtive than usual, solely for its snuggliness. That is my mental state in a nutshell right now. I would have worn pajama pants to work as well, but somehow I […]
jug jub a glub glub on the way to the club
THE SUBTITLE TO MY ENTIRE DIARY IS “WHY I SHOULD NEVER BE LET OUT OF THE HOUSE, EVER” If you boiled and ate me right now I bet I would taste pretty foul. Posting this right after the last (pitifully distant-in-time) entry is going to make it sound like I only post when hungover, but […]
my new penis really fits like a glove
I have coffee. And a chocolate doughnut. One would think that I could hold off on the bad-for-you foods for one freaking day, considering that the holidays are coming up and there will be much pie. But no, I could not. There was wine last night, and then there was beer, and then I took […]
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