hellokitty1982
hellokitty1982
hellokitty1982

I live alone in a rather large, Edwardian flat with 13 foot ceilings. When the bulbs burn out in my ceiling fixtures I will carry around a floor lamp from room to room. I plug it in and do my business and then move on, rather than just change the bulb. I did this once for a month straight before I finally pulled out

Honestly, I've read a TON of these answers, and I'm willing to bet mine is the weirdest. I am completely silent when alone. I do not talk to the TV, the cat, I hate answering the phone when I've got a good silence brewing. I love my husband, but seriously he is always making noises, singing, talking to me, to the cat,

Your town ran out of strangers?

Making up extremely sad, over-the-top stories fit for a bad telenovela in my head and making myself cry silently over them. I do this when I'm bored and trying to fall asleep or feel like crying over nothing. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I won't share my wine unless you bring food.

Oh, the joys of solitary smoking. I haven't had one in twenty years. I used to start the day by making a double espresso on the stove and smoking a cig. It was glorious. Smoking while driving alone, smoking while talking on the phone, smoking while playing guitar, smoking while sitting on your front steps and

I'm recently divorced and living alone for the first time ever. It's AMAZING. My ex husband was super critical and I am experiencing freedom like I've never known.

i have my own spot on a couch, nobody else allowed to sit there. I won't share my wine unless you bring food. I like going to movies and theater and travel alone.

My first boyfriend (after I had been independent and single for years) told me while we were cuddling once, "See? Isn't this better than being independent?"

One of my favorite moments of Real Housewives of Bev Hills is that first season when Saint Camille takes the gang to visit Kels while he's doing Broadway. He answers the knock on his dressing room door and when he sees it's her, he gives the most awkward hug and greets his wife with a half-hearted "Oh, hello......you".

YOUR TEACHERS ALL USE THE INTERNET WE KNOW WHAT FLEEKS ARE

Hella is old slang, so I'm ok with it. Fleek though. Fleek needs to fuck off.

I am an old. One definition Urban Dictionary gives of "fleek" is "swavy" and this does not help me understand what fleek means...

As someone who is a minority and a first generation college student who went to a prep school and Ivy league school, I think the perception of these schools is in many ways misinformed. Certainly the statistics show that these students tend to come from high-earning households, but the student bodies are racially

Although tangential to your joke: It's Harvard. They're all fucking named Tyler.

-Remember that time I wrote a poorly-worded and confusing email to you that was just a hair under the length of the Infinite Jest?

-I do, ole chap! I had such a silly haircut back then. Welp, let's bury the hatchet and get back to completely ruining the entire fucking world.

chuck johnson pooped the floor

I don't know how much of a douche Tyler is beyond complaining about a lack of parties in a dorm, but I get the sense that the guy that wrote this e-mail is way douchier.

Come on — they'll both have a good laugh about this at the I-bank in 5 years after they've just closed the big merger that will put 16,000 people out of work....