Why is it that every time I leave my computer for a weekend, iTunes has to go do something stupid?
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Growing older has benefits. I've reached the age where I can call myself "a recreational tennis player" instead of saying, "I suck."
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I just bought a shirt the other day and when I got home and put it on I realized it still had the plastic alarm sensor on it. I'm probably never going to take it back for two reasons: I threw away the receipt and I'm way to lazy.
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After running errands all day for my never satisfied Mother, I complained to my roommate. She answered, "You're a good daughter." Without a forethought of irony I replied, "Yeah, but isn't there a statute of limitations on that crime?"
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Why do various parts of my body start to itch when I'm talking to a hot girl?
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January seems a lot farther away when I realize that's when the Super Bowl is. The season hasn't even begun.
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I think strip clubs are more of an interpretive dance concert.
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When I say, "I'm sick," it should be given that I am going to be grouchy, I am going to be in a bad mood, I will not cheer up, I will be a baby, I am going to sit on my ass until I feel better, so until then, you can take out the trash yourself.
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Listen, girl who cuts my hair: Stop asking whether I have any big plans for the weekend, okay? If I will be traveling abroad or accepting any major awards I'll let you know. Otherwise, you may assume that a bottle of wine and TIVO are involved.
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Something about Sunday nights make me too lazy to fix a decent meal. My kitchen smells like Manwich and shame.
-It’s hard to believe it’s been thirteen years since I moved into the freshman dorms. I remember it was a tumultuous few days – exciting, nerve-wracking, and hot as fucking balls. As millions of kids across the country begin their own college journey this week, I can’t help but wonder how different their experiences will be from mine. My room didn’t have air conditioning, I didn’t own a cell phone, and Facebook was an actual, physical book with pictures of all the freshmen printed in it. Still, I think there are some words of wisdom my generation can share with this year’s incoming class – wisdom those snot-nosed punks will no doubt ignore as they go back to tweeting while on their school’s brand-new rock climbing wall.
-First lesson: your major does not matter. I have an Econ degree but I’m an author. Back when I worked on Wall Street, the guy crunching numbers next to me had an English degree. The only majors that employers notice are Communications and Sociology – both of which signify that you learned nothing in school except how to drink yourself into oblivion and never go to class.
-College relationships are not built to last. You may envision life after graduation with your boyfriend or girlfriend but it’s not gonna happen. The real world is filled with bills and taxes and careers and responsibility. Trust me, that sophomore who fingered you at the black light party is not the man of your dreams.
-Are you a surly meathead who wears wristbands even when not exercising? Congratulations! You are now a bouncer at the campus bar. You don’t even need to fill out an application.
-No one at school is more stressed than the kid with the 4.0.
-Fraternities and sororities are the stupidest things ever – unless you’re in one, in which case they’re the greatest things ever. Don’t bother trying to plead your case to someone on the other side, though; you have a better chance of achieving peace in the Middle East.