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In case you didn’t know, there is a beautiful intersection of your interests available. Tim Curry does all the audiobooks for “A Series of Unfortunate Events.” I think I can guarantee that it’s “in” enough for the 6th most important financial advisor in the city. ;)

The level of attraction I feel towards Mr. Curry could power small satellites.

Man, Beanie Babies aren’t worth dick. That’s why I put all MY money in pogs. Sound investment.

What the shit???? When I was a kid, my parents made me go to several classmates’ parties that I didn’t want to go to. They also made me invite people I didn’t want to invite to my parties because they didn’t want kids left out. I strongly believe this taught me a valuable lesson about including people and doing the…

It’s stories like this that make me roll my eyes when people lament the rise of social media. Because of facebook, and the ability to connect with strangers from all over, this little girl was able to have an amazing party. I just feel like there really is good in a lot of people, and things like facebook and twitter…

When I was 8 I insisted on inviting the boy from my class (who had behavioural problems, due to a poor family life) to my birthday party. Other parents took my mum aside to ask her ‘if she was sure’. My mum was worried and checked with my, and apparently I replied that I knew he didn’t get invited to parties a lot,…

“Historically men worked and women stayed home”

We saw each other at Comic Con and just kind of stared at one another for a good minute. Then the entire booth he was working at kinda stopped and everyone started pointing and laughing. I swear I have no brother. My father did have some explaining to do however... I’m the one on the... fuck, I can’t even tell…

There’s a guy who shares my (relatively unusual) first and last names who lives in Ann Arbor, MI. We are exactly the same age. We look nothing alike.

I look a lot, like creepily a lot like my mother-in-law. GO’HEAD with your psychoanalysiseseses!!

Mine were tan corduroy and I wore them with tight crop tops. What a time to be alive.

I went to Christian schools where we didn’t have dances (we had “junior-senior” instead) so I’m really excited to live vicariously through everyone else’s stories.

I strongly dislike her, based on nothing.

Knowing the city (sad to admit, it's where I grew up), I wouldn't be surprised if some dudebro - the type that hangs out at Denny's after the bar is closed - would just go at it for no reason.

Exactly, because everyone knows that I go around to people's homes asking if they "have a moment to talk about the teachings of Laverne Cox."

Christ on a fucking bike I've never seen so many self-described feminists or otherwise pro-women people eager to attack a woman for wearing "men's clothes" and being ugly.

But he did earn it, he earned by being funny and friendly and making a good thing out of a simple oversight.

I'm gonna post a happy.

I'm listening to Modest Mouse's new album (totally awesome so far), and painting my toenails because I have nothing else I'm supposed to be doing for the first time in a long time (plus I found SIXTY DOLLARS in with my nail polish, which is a small fortune at this point in my life), and most importantly, I have a…