A fist bump. Being alone at the gym is unlike being alone anywhere else. For one thing, it’s an oddly intimate setting for interacting with strangers. I mean, when’s the last time you all stripped down and got sweaty while singing to yourself on the subway? Or at church? Or the mall? (Don’t answer that.) …
Snarky salespeople are also a great anti-depressant. This poststarted out very different than it ended. I was all set to write another slightly heartbroken post about how my sad was making me sad and the sadness was unrelenting but then I realized – in the course of writing this out – that maybe that isn’t …
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Our annual family photo shoot. Wearing blue and feeling blue – I feel a theme for 2013! Being depressed gives you an excuse to wear your emotions on your sleeve…literally. But really who can stay sad when I’ve got that hilarious little photo-bomber right above me? My brain will always be broken. I know that. …
(c) Richard Renaldi “Oh, it hurts.” At first read you might imagine the woman – a stranger in all senses – grasping her chest (or arm or foot), wincing at the embarrassment of Pain in Public. On second read you might imagine the woman saying it in dismay, as if she were the cause of …
Can you spot the superfood in this picture? Look closely! Trust me, it’s pretty darn super. Vomit. That’s what you get when you combine two tasty “superfoods” in excess and swallow. By now I should know that anything – from kale juice to Kanye West – taken in excess makes me barf. And yet, there’s …
Remember when Chandler tried to quit the gym? “I want a flabby stomach and man breasts!” His first mistake was taking Ross. Monica would have kicked leotard-girl’s butt. I miss this show so hard. I quit my gym this weekend. Despite pretty much hating it – they didn’t have classes that I liked, they kept …
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Um… what is a yob?? No seriously, I have no idea. Photo Credit “Nooooo!” Jelly Bean shrieked, ripping her sock off for the twentieth time that morning. As I watched her carefully select another sock and pull it on – only to be frustrated yet again when the seam in the toe didn’t line up exactly …
Admit it, you’re going to sing this song this way from now on. It’s so much better. A scream: It’s not fair! A surrender, a sigh: It’s not fair. A realization: It’s not fair… A cry: It. is. not. fair! A complaint: It’s not faaaaiiiir. An apology: It’s not fair. A prayer; a whisper or a wail: …
“TJ is a butt turd!” My 10-year-old self sat back to admire my handiwork: drawn in permanent purple, in foot-high letters, right on the front porch. So everyone who came to our house would know exactly what kind of kid my little brother was. To this day I don’t remember what he had done that …
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Don’t get too excited – these are FAKES. But apparently the real Cronuts (which probably look and taste the same) are selling for $100 a piece in New York. All I can say is that if you pay that much money you better not pretend-eat it! Y’all the apocalypse is here: the impossibly tiny Victoria …
