theatomicgalreturns
theatomicgalreturns
theatomicgalreturns

Also how I'm feeling about this new Kinja experience.

Hello all. I go to Fond du Lac High School and actually did the artwork for this story. I worked very closely with Tanvi Kumar when she wrote this piece and can honestly say there is nothing she could have possibly done better. (I'd also like to give the highest praise to our wonderful instructor, Matt Smith. He

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Yes, and you can always always call me Burt. This is weird/crazy, but people in my non-Jez life now call me Burt. So I'm stuck with it, which is great because I love it.

This kind of stuff reminds me of one my favorite poems by Pablo Neruda. Ah writing as art.

No problem, I'm going to give a brief history so it helps explain my stubbornness towards those that have a problem with interracial dating. I grew up in Suwanee, GA. My mom worked 2-3 jobs until I was 13. My dad owned his own liquor store and then wound up working for SuperValu after my second sister was born.

He's not necessarily wrong though?

Cameron Diaz is about to lose a TOOTH on that scenery, but hot damn I am so excited about this anyway.

I really hope that she does a book tour so I can show up extra boozy and booby and heckle from the front row.

I don't want to engage the troll, so I'll talk to you!

I have Britney Spears little sister singing country. Make it staaaaaaaapppp!

White man's overbite: now appearing with twerking and grinding.

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks is excellent, a very well-researched book involving DNA research, medical ethics, the poor black woman whose DNA was used without compensation or permission, her descendants, and more.

Everyone in my family drinks their coffee black, unsweetened. We used to variously take milk or sugar, but then one time my dad read a book whose protagonist was an ascetic, spartan ship's captain. The only luxury he allowed himself was coffee when he was on duty. One day, a private came into his office, and when

Check your beverage privilege.

Ah I know! It is heartbreaking. One of my friends sent me pictures from Krewe de Vieux last week - as far as I can tell, just to be mean. I miss Mardi Gras so much. I tried making my own king cake, and...actually, it was really good. Totally a success. The ensuing drunken attempt to create my own parade was less

Are you female? Because to me that's the worst, you see it but you can't say anything because of the dismissal with comments like this. I was at a bus stop recently and I got soooooo upset at this guy who wouldn't stop that I got on the next bus putting me 20 minutes out if my way on a 20 min cummute. i didn't even

Doesn't look anything like her.

Yessssss.