I hate Northwestern with the blistering, undying passion of a thousand suns. My office is also on their campus, which has only served to increase that hatred tenfold. Their students are truly insufferable already: high on the smell of their own piss that they got into “the Ivy League of the Midwest” (aka their parents…

Khloe Kardashian says she works out better when she’s “sad or upset.” Her next book will probably be called Exercise Looks Better Angry. [Celebitchy]

That explains quite a lot...the note reminded me quite a lot of how my mother, also bipolar, sounded when she went off of her meds/they stopped being effective after long spans of time.

Let’s be real though: if I traveled back in time to college and was dancing with a guy at a frat party, and he busted out a full-on jitterbug interspersed with high kicks, I would probably bang him like a screen door in a hurricane because that is commitment.

It was a really interesting dichotomy, to be sure - La Défense is kinda weird unto itself, but in a really pleasing way. Part of the reason they stuck it wayyyy out there is pragmatic (kinda hard to dig a skyscraper foundation through catacombs, underground utilities, wartime bunkers, the Métro, and 18th century…

That is precisely the image I was thinking of when posting that... :)

Yup. My mom picked up MRSA from visiting my grandma in the hospital, which required a separate hospitalization at a separate hospital. Fun times!

This is just a goddamn work of art.

This is such an excellent summary of the Paris I encountered - well said! I feel like those who go in with the expectation of Paris to look like...well, Pinterest, they’re going to have a bad time. Paris, like every other major city, is many things - but it is first and foremost a city, albeit a large and incredibly…

Beautifully written piece!

That’s hilarious...I had the opposite experience, in that I was consistently praised for “sounding French” despite somehow also being American. Most French people (especially in Provence, but it happened in Paris as well) assumed me to be British, or maybe Canadian as I spoke it fluently with a Parisian accent.

Yup - there are certain pharmaceuticals that bring me great joy (here’s lookin’ at ya, Xanax and Percocet), and I stay away from them accordingly unless circumstances are dire. I don’t feel that developing a pill popping habit is going to really do much for improving my life, you know?

“That money should be going towards homeless children veterans! But don’t you dare raise my taxes trying to cover it!”

I feel like the same can be said for much of our political process.

Word on the street (whatever street that is) is that particular weirdness is due to an opiate addiction - the half-closed eyes, the sloooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww talking, the general weirdness. Makes sense when you think about it...

Probably the same people in the 80’s who spent all of their time meticulously playing records backwards to find hidden Satanic messages.

While we’ve heard isolated vocals before and been roundly unimpressed (looking at you, Taylor) (Beyonce wasn’t out there killing it either)

As a musician I never date musicians as a rule (except drummers, since they don’t count...awwwwww snap), since we are generally so insufferable. I need someone to calm me the hell down, not feed my neuroticism!

That’s what the bride did in the wedding I stood up in last year - picked a color at David’s Bridal and informed us of a shoe color, and let us pick the style that suited us best. My dress was cute, as flattering as it could be at that point in my life, and had huge, concealed pockets (no purse needed!) - that was…

Can confirm - I don’t 100% love the aesthetics of it, but I otherwise love the shit out of my 2014 3.