January 2010
How does one's back come to smell like chips?
me: my back hurts and it smells like chips.
my sister: my back hurts and i wish i had chips.
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--aww man, i knew the grammar in that sentence would come back to haunt me!
December 2009
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fact
sometimes i sit and eat ramen noodles and blow it in my cat’s face because i know he can’t have any and because sometimes a good ramen noodle is needed. and sometimes the aroma should be blown into a cat’s face. i shouldn’t have cats.
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conversation
me: my back hurts and it smells like chips.
my sister: my back hurts and i wish i had chips.
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question
what the hell is tumblarity and should i be caring about it?
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I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom...
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confession
whenever i hear my upstairs neighbors having sex (not my desire, but i hear it anyway) i secretly hope that instead of the usual phrases i’ll hear her say “big money, big money.”
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aaah!
the mixed cd that my sister’s friend made her is yelling loudly in her room; she is sleeping. i really want to go in there and turn it off, but i cannot because i am convinced she will wake up and sock me in the face.
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