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December 2011
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This is a VERY important year end list: The 30... →
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I beat myself up.
I subconsciously made the decision to stop a swiftly opening door with my face yesterday.  To those who don’t follow, because let’s be honest, that sounds completely retarded. I opened a door. And immediately hit my face.  My stream of consciousness after my self-attack was as follows: ouch. OUCH.  Fuck, that hurt.  I heard a crack. “does my nose look okay?” Ok,...
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July 2011
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Act like a lady, think like a BOSS. →
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Got PMS? →
Apparently, these are controversial. Well, women being moody when they’re PMSing is hardly ground-breaking material. And as a woman, I say other women can suck it up and laugh at themselves.  If they can’t laugh at themselves, they can at least laugh at these ads. And we’ve now come full circle. 
Jul 12th
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RIP Cozy
When I was in 8th grade, my sisters and I were greeted by a puppy underneath the tree on Christmas morning. (Or rather, she was assaulted by four girls while trapped in a basket under the tree. Poor thing.) We spent the rest of the morning insisting that she love one of us more than the others and took turns with her sitting on our laps.  I don’t think any of us cared about a single other...
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