I want to consume as much AD as possible because that man gives me THE THIRST, but I can’t bring myself to watch Girls because Lena.
Siren
lasiren
low key savage +1
it was pretty rich she posted her smiling at the GG Hbo afterparty and then posting herself in a photo with the Times Up women on instagram and then disabling comments
Since she is the queen of making up entire stories about people who don’t even know who she is, I’m betting he didn’t need to do anything to get her going.
Jenna Fischer is making me sad. She’s like the people that peak in high school and keep trying to get everyone together for the reunion, but no one else wants to go. She needs to let Pam go. I’m sure she will be good in other things.
I can’t tell if Jack intentionally led Lena on and messed with her head “as a joke” or everything was same old, same old, and she started reading more into things because of wishful thinking.
“I’m not mad, I’m actually laughing”
odell beckham is available
Lena is insufferable. I’m not sad about this.
Ok, here goes. Writing this out makes me want to barf.
Around five years ago, I was a TA for an undergraduate literature course that had 300 students; there were two TAs and our job was mostly to do grading (sigh) and hand out exams and set up PowerPoints and stuff of that nature. Basically, assist the professor in all manner of tedium while she lectured. Due to a…
Dude, helpful ghosts can be incredibly nice. The ghost in our house was a dick to me throughout my childhood (I posted about it last year, but I would have to dig through last year’s entries to find my story), but after my father died when I was ten and my mother and her new husband got really, really abusive, that…
I wrote about a different creepy thing last year that happened in this same house, but I can’t find that post anymore (Thanks, Kinja!). Anyway, here’s another one that happened about a year before that other one.
This story isn’t supernatural but it’s 100% true and probably the closest I’ve (knowingly) come to being in serious trouble.
Right before I turned 21 I moved to a new city, transferred colleges, and got an apartment by myself. I picked a place out on the third story of a rambling old Victorian mansion - a modest studio with white metal cabinets from the 1950's and a rusted fire escape which always gave me bad feelings. It was metal, and…
My childhood home was in a small town in Indiana. It was a beautiful blue Dutch Colonial home in a neighborhood lined with huge old pine trees. Our house had been built in the 1800s and I always had a sense that it was haunted. The neighborhood was filled with kids my age and all the families got together for summer…
1) omg yessssss! It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
I have no personal stories to contribute unfortunately. :( But lately I’ve been getting my scary story fix by listening to scary podcasts. My current favorites are Lore and Lets Not Meet. Anyone else have a horror podcast they would recommend?
Actually, that’s not true. I’m by no means a single no kids no responsibilities person- I am 26 with an 18 month old son, a full time day job in HR and my own business (an etsy shop that recently gets about 5-10 orders a day). I use my bullet journal among other methods to organize my life and enhance my productivity,…