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You Say Tomato, I Say Go Fuck Yourself

I feel like this is one of the debates that has raged on for all mankind. It’s up there with ¬† ¬†chicken or the egg, vanilla or chocolate, Backstreet Boys or N*SYNC. All my semi-adult life I’ve used the term “hook up” to describe anything in the realm of making out, heavy petting- anything more … Continue reading

Confirmation that I am a Horrible Person

I know I’m not the first person that’s ever done this before. I still think it’s worthy of a rant.¬† Last week, against all my better judgment and common sense, I decided to open a match.com account. I spent hours after work crafting the perfect witty profile and complimenting it with my best pictures. I … Continue reading

Shit Doesn’t Happen, aka Writer’s Block

I’ve been forcing myself to sit at my computer and write out the fourth entry in the March Madness series, but every time I type out exactly what we did that day it seems unworthy of a post and anticlimactic. And you deserve more than that. Long story short: we came, we drank, we watched … Continue reading

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Circa very late 2014/very early 2015.

Law school dropout. Lover of all things Disney. Exploring the vast wildlands of New Jersey and recording every second.

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