From the variety bin

Wow, Pittsburgh, you are 18.5 games out of first right now? Bummer.

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I love going to see movies by myself. I mean, I love going with friends, but I like to get all engrossed in what I’m watching and if someone is with me I sometimes feel that I’m neglecting them. So when I’m with friends, every so often I turn to the person next to me in order to gauge their reaction to what we’re seeing: does she think it’s as funny / sad / dumb as I think it is? But sometimes the reactions aren’t as clear, so I have to concentrate, and the original glance becomes prolonged and when she finally turns to look at me, I’ve been literally staring at her, quite possibly for several minutes.

So yeah, I love going to movies by myself.

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I had a tattoo design all planned out. It was going to go across the width of my wrist. Except I have disturbingly spindly, bony-old-woman wrists. A tat there would a) need to be very small and b) look stupid. Ah, if only there were implants for these sorts of things. Wrist-expanders. Well, I guess there are. They’re called chocolate chip pancakes.

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