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30DHN: Three Inspirational Quotes
My roommate and I have several inspirational quotes we live by: Don’t stand on the folding chairs. No boy (except David Bowie) is worth crying over. Don’t date the vegans, because they will always judge you. But these are good, too: Source: pardonmyaccent.tumblr.com via Meghan-Sara on Pinterest Source: fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net via Meghan-Sara on Pinterest Source: goodnewsmichigan.net…
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30DHN: A Song For The Day
Tori Amos makes me feel like and emotional and creative nincompoop sometimes. Who knows how to be their own girl? Ouch. “Girl”, Tori Amos
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30DHN: A Book I’m Reading
Source: sparehed.com via Wim on Pinterest I’m not reading anything. BECAUSE I can’t get my hands on what I want to read. Clumsy by Jeffrey Brown. I’ve loved Funny Misshapen Body, and Little Things, but I hear Clumsy is really where it’s at. Let me know if you read it, and thought so.
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Lady in Red
When you have the choice to take the subway or walk 2.5 miles on a clear night, always take the walking option. Friday night, New York City was one big – RED – light district. From Madison Square Park… …to the Empire State building…
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30DHN: My Hometown
There’s the town I was born in. The town I grew up in. But my home in my heart will always be New York City. Growing up, I had a map of the subway system on my wall to remind me of my dream. Then, when I was 24, I moved to Queens (Forest Hills…
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30DHN: A Friend I Adore
My newest and closest friend deserves a tribute today. She has been having ups and downs and deserves to be told how wonderful she is. Which I try to do every day. Which is easy because I live with her. My new roommate is beautiful. Multi-talented, generous, and full of life. She doesn’t judge me,…
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30DHN: Something I Never Leave the House Without.
For Day Three of 30 Days Hath November, I humbly present something I never leave the house without. Indeed, it is something NO ONE should EVER leave the house without. Except for that one time I did leave the house without it, and felt really stupid about it. Clockwise, from top: Keys: my heavy-duty extra-secure…
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30DHN: A Favourite Movie
For Day 2 of 30 Days Hath November, we are supposed to write about a favourite movie. Everyone knows my two favourites. Hedwig and the Angry Inch, because it’s tattooed on my arm. And Gone With the Wind, because duh, I’m totally Scarlett O’Hara. But whenever I am sick, or sad, or ailing in any…
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30DHN: A Place I’d Like to Travel
Fire up those blogging fingers, kiddos! Desiree at So Fawned has, for the past THREE YEARS (!), been hosting an awesome series for the month of November: 30 Days Hath November. Every day comes with a new writing prompt, and I just knew I had to tackle the challenge! The Prompt for Day One is:A…
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Halloween Hangover
My Halloween tradition is to work, go home, and eat Oreos while watching movies. With all the hurricane madness, I was scared that my dreams of being invited to an awesome party and dressing up for Halloween would be dashed. Just when all seemed lost (Halloween morning), my neighbor from the laundromat invited me (and…
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Cheap Joke
This is my grocery basket from a recent trip. This is not the joke part. Easy Mac happened to be on sale, so I bought all I could find. All that I could fit into my basket, while still leaving room for a tiny (just a tiny) bit of self-respect. Looking at my purchase, I…
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Surprise From Behind
Surprise! For ten years, I dyed my hair nearly every imaginable colour. Starting when I was thirteen and yearned to be a feisty redhead, to my high school graduation whereupon I sported streaks of pink and purple, to the post-college long, blonde years. Then, when I was 23, I decided to stop. Cold turkey. Put…
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What A Difference Four Years Makes
It may have passed a bit unnoticed this year, but September 8th was the four-year anniversary of my move to New York City. Or, as I call it, my New Yorkiversary. I think New York and I deserve a formal anniversary. I think my love affair with New York City is real, lasting, legitimate. Relationships…
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Texts From the Hurricane
Somehow, in the course of the five hours I spent at work, nearly everyone sent me a text to warn me about the impending hurricane. Some people may have been overreacting: Some people were definitely overreacting: I’m looking at you, state of Connecticut. Still others may be underreacting: I’ll let you know how the roof…
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ZzzQuil, A Review
Have you guys tried this ZzzQuil stuff yet? I’ve been so excited ever since I’ve heard of its existence. Why, just 15mL of this stuff will knock you out, and for six hours, you’re Jessica Simpson, renting a bedroom with three walls and pink furniture that doesn’t match in style, with an open wall facing…
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The Dangers of Male Friends
Source: Uploaded by user via Abigail on Pinterest The [terrible] movie When Harry Met Sally opines that men and women can’t be friends, because “the sex thing” always gets in the way. Or something. I only watched it once, because I completely disagree. I have many male friends with whom the “sex thing” is never…
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…And All I Got Were These SICK Photos
So I went to Comic Con! It was a total fluke – my roommate wasn’t feeling well, my date cancelled on me, and she insisted I take her 3-day pass for the day until she felt better. I don’t know how I will ever repay her – it was a total blast! I’m definitely going…
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Little Letters
Dear Spanish Karaoke: I appreciate what you’re trying to do there. But please, keep it between the hours of 10:00am and 11:00pm. This 2:00am and 7:30am nonsense is really inconsiderate. Sincerely, Ay Dios Mio. Dear Weather: I was hoping for a little autumn before we jumped right to winter. Coldly, Layering Up Dear Manhattan, I…
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Past Life Regression: Musical Theatre Edition
Okay, I have to come clean. Yes, there is a new man in my life. Well, not so new. But he touches me like nobody else can, and has since I was 13 years old. This guy: Source: google.com via Rachael on Pinterest It’s Andrew Lloyd Webber, duh. Nothing like a sparkling ALW ballad to…
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Always Do Your Own Laundry
Saturday morning laundry is a ritual: roomie and I carry our own things around the block to the laundromat, hang out and talk and dish, and wash our clothes. It’s very fun, very Manhattan, and it’s nice to have clean clothes. This week, however, she’s out of town! Lonely laundry for little yours truly! Or…