It's OK, college kids. Every adult week is indeed worse than worst college week. However, you just go dead inside and stop feeling bad about it eventually. So in the end, every adult week starts feeling more like marginally shitty college week. It evens out.

As a grad student I always silently mocked undergrads. "Finals week? Haha, try five YEARS of finals week, except infinitely more stressful." And as a wage slave I silently mocked grad students. "Stressful? Haha, you smoke weed in your pajamas and read books on your couch all day." Students are kind of ridiculous…

I just feel like she's a person who drags her friends who'd rather be getting drunk in a bar watching a Giants game out to "these great vintage shops" she blabbers on about so much and spends like hundreds of dollars buying old books and useless crap like antique spoons. ("SANDRA. Look at this spoon. OMG it's so…

Agreed. Though, that being said, I also usually end up with GQ because it has a guy on the cover and I'd much rather see a layout featuring Idris Elba than Kim Kardashian (or any woman, really).

Me too! Or is that me neither?

What if it is just one person accidentally sharting in your bed in the middle of the night because they ate a whole dill pickle? What if that person is yourself?

"Because you touch a doorknob and you don't want to get it inside your body. "

The fried salsa actually sounds delicious. But then, I have been trying for years to find a socially acceptable way to eat salsa on its own, sans tortilla conveyor. Apparently, fellow party goers frown upon spooning it directly into your mouth.

This post deserves a reply of promotion. I found the positioning of the headline and lack of certain information in this article (specifically that video) to be pretty manipulative.

When I was in my early 20's, I had a full time job with a federal agency ... but decided I could cure my "boredom" with a job in fast food.