An open letter to the male lushes of Fredericksburg:

If you're going to try to hit on me by showing off how well-read you are, you had better be damn well read. Because I, unlike most of you, do read. A lot. Especially the classics, which are among my favorite books. If everything you know about Charles Dickens came from A Muppet Christmas ( Read more... )

I got this email today ( Read more... )

Today, I had a conversation with a moviegoer who asked me how it was that I managed to work during the day when I clearly belonged in school. I explained to him that I didn't belong in school, and that I had in fact recently graduated from college and was looking for a full-time job so I could get away from the cinema. He asked me when I graduated ( Read more... )

Okay, first of all, read this. It will make this post much easier to understand.

The rest of the entry is cut for pictures.

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One offhand comment, and I'm over the moon. And that worries me, but only a little bit. The things I've been upset about haven't gone away, but I feel much better about them. And he doesn't even know I've been upset. That's why I'm worried. And also sunburned. But mostly happy.

On my way home from the library/post office/courthouse today, I came up behind Garrette Turner (the bane of my elementary-school existence, but I haven't seen him in six or seven years). When he looked at me, he said "Hey, Monica!" And I said hello. I was rather surprised that he remembered my name, as I was just one of his older sister's ( Read more... )

So, applied for a job, interviewed for said job, got scheduled for a second interview and asked to provide a writing sample on a piece of recent news.

I'll love you forever if you read it and tell me what you think...

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Two anecdotes ( Read more... )

I was minding my own business yesterday and walking back from the bus stop, and I heard this one kid say: "But, yeah. Condoms don't feel good, for either party. All girls should have to be on the pill, it's not fair that men have to worry about pregnancy and shit ( Read more... )

I waited at the bus stop yesterday for half an hour after the bus was supposed to be there (and I was at the stop ten minutes EARLY) and it was the last bus so I assumed that I'd missed it and started walking home but as soon as I got away from the stop the bus came and it was raining but I couldn't catch up and so I followed the bus all the way ( Read more... )