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Second to a Sitcom: December 2008
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Hey, remember when I said that I'd be back sometime this week? Well, that was a lie. I'm not back. In fact, this isn't even me. It's a ghost writer named, uh, Urgle. It's been a successful holiday, for the most part. I have a ton to write about and lots of pictures to post. Christmas in New Mexico was definitely. A lot different than Christmases spent in Arizona. For starters, it was freezing! Too Lazy For A Real Post. Who was I kidding? After receiving a basket of ass. But don't worry, my five faithful ...
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Second to a Sitcom: November 2008
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Prime and Commiting Crimes. About a month ago, I made a choice to take a late start math class. I thought. I'll get a jump ahead for the spring semester. It was the wrong choice. When I get ideas to shortcut it with subjects like math, I forget that I'm not good at math. In fact, one could argue that I'm terrible at math. I am to math what fire is to wood: a bad idea. Is it time for turkey yet? Labels: Comics Are Fun. Thanksgiving up in here. I hope everyone has a fun and super delicious day tomorrow....
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Second to a Sitcom: A Harsh Wind
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I am in a bad state. I was in a bookstore tonight browsing and I couldn't find anything. Nothing in an entire store. I found myself standing in front of the Anthropology/Archaeology section and I just started crying. I scanned the title of each book until my eyes started to drown and couldn't focus. I tried to move away. There's a truth there I'm just not ready to face. Or is it this constant cycle of wondering if you're good enough? Neither answer will make me feel better. The More You Know. One day I w...
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Second to a Sitcom: Breakfast memories
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I went to breakfast with my dad this morning. Nothing fancy, just a little mom and pop diner close to our house. This morning was the first morning in the past two days that I haven't felt like bursting into tears. I don't really have a lot of memories of her," I said. "But I like to think she was a no-nonsense woman. A strong woman, someone who was the rock of the family.". I look at my family and it's clear that I come from a strong line of women. From my grandmother to my own mother to my aunts an...
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Second to a Sitcom: I'd tap that like Riverdance
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I'd tap that like Riverdance. My date and marry options generally went unopposed. But there has been some issue with my do, the gorgeous and, I imagine, completely edible Ben Foster. Take another scroll back up there. Go ahead, I'll wait. Yeah, he's stunning. Really, really, ridiculously good looking. I have been given shit about loving my he-mistress Ben. I get why people may sneer; he is dirty in. ALL THE WHILE I SAY. Who is, you ask? Yes, the Jason Lee from. My Name is Earl. How I Met Your Mother.
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Second to a Sitcom: Studying Is For Peasants
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Studying Is For Peasants. As part of my general education courses, I have to take some silly things that don't really relate to my major. It's stupid. I end up paying hundreds of dollars to take classes that are a.) boring and b.) information that there is no possible way I am going to retain after the final exam. You need to know the chemical reaction that occurs in humans when they "fall in love"? Sorry, can't help. My Human Sexuality course ended two semesters ago and that information is long gone.
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Second to a Sitcom: Valentine's Aftermath
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I now know it is possible to spend an entire day unconscious. Plan Drink Face Off went off without a hitch. Some friends and I headed to a hip kids bar downtown. It was a blast. I drank, I danced, I shit talked and I laughed a ridiculous amount. It was like the perfect storm of awesome. Someone get George Clooney. On the phone, I have a sequel idea to pitch. Well, that's not technically. True I woke up long enough to do two things:. And watch zombie movies. Labels: I Dont Drink Too Much YOU Drink Too Much.
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Second to a Sitcom: January 2009
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I'd tap that like Riverdance. My date and marry options generally went unopposed. But there has been some issue with my do, the gorgeous and, I imagine, completely edible Ben Foster. Take another scroll back up there. Go ahead, I'll wait. Yeah, he's stunning. Really, really, ridiculously good looking. I have been given shit about loving my he-mistress Ben. I get why people may sneer; he is dirty in. ALL THE WHILE I SAY. Who is, you ask? Yes, the Jason Lee from. My Name is Earl. How I Met Your Mother.
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Second to a Sitcom: I just put in new wallpaper...on the inside
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I just put in new wallpaper.on the inside. Good evening, children. I didn't mean for that to come off as creepy as I think it did. I promise I'm not in a windowless van with shag carpeting and candy (or am I? I have a confession to make: I've been cheating on Second to a Sitcom. Yes, it may be shocking. But there comes a time when a girl and her blog just fall out of love. I still love STAS, but I'm just not in love. With it anymore. That's the bad news. STAS I'm like an addict; don't care where I get my...
