speaking of magazines
Necessary context: the small but nimble team of assistants who live inside Lappy and my wireless router are engaged in a prolonged dispute about how best to deliver my outgoing email (if at all). As a result, I've had to resort to my ISP's web-based email thingamadoo (I generally leave technical terminology to the assistants), and guys? Their homepage has the BEST CONTENT.
I'm currently obsessed with the fine selection of articles they've pulled from the online version of Cosmopolitan. For one thing, I need to keep up with the latest "dating" tips they see fit to offer to girls who are WAY too young to be trying them out (letters of outrage don't just write themselves, you know), but then there's a whole set of advice on navigating the world of adult relationships. Just yesterday, they helpfully offered a piece designed to explain "Why Men Cry." I didn't read it, but I can only assume that it was short ("Because they're sad.").
All this to say that if you've been lurking and contemplating a comment or email to explain your magazine choices, you still have time. Save me from Cosmopolitan, internerds. You're my only hope!
I'm currently obsessed with the fine selection of articles they've pulled from the online version of Cosmopolitan. For one thing, I need to keep up with the latest "dating" tips they see fit to offer to girls who are WAY too young to be trying them out (letters of outrage don't just write themselves, you know), but then there's a whole set of advice on navigating the world of adult relationships. Just yesterday, they helpfully offered a piece designed to explain "Why Men Cry." I didn't read it, but I can only assume that it was short ("Because they're sad.").
All this to say that if you've been lurking and contemplating a comment or email to explain your magazine choices, you still have time. Save me from Cosmopolitan, internerds. You're my only hope!