Give me a play on words, some tacos, a beachside location with the opportunity to walk a few minutes to view a gorgeous sunset, and I’m happy.
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“If I were to die right now, I would die happy.”
I was at a bar watching a play that was a cross between Chekhov’s Uncle Vanya, the Cards Against Humanity game, and the “You got iced” frat boy drinking game–as, you know, is typical for a weekday night–and one of the characters asked the audience whether we agreed with that statement. Or, rather, said to drink if it was true for us.
And I didn’t know whether to drink.
A few weeks ago, the receptionist at work sent this email to the entire office:
Please do not leave thumb tacks in the mystery surprise drawer! If it was meant as a joke, it’s not funny.
It’s in the running for the funniest email I’ve ever received.
My least favorite Christmas song is “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” because it’s ridiculously depressing. When I hear it I imagine someone sitting by herself in her house, decorating a tree, and missing–someone. Whether she’s alone due to death, or distance, or something less distinctive isn’t clear. All that matters is that she’s alone.
And if there’s any time when being alone sucks, it’s Christmas time.
I should be posting this review on yelp, but I forgot my password, as well as which email address I used to sign up, so it’s just easier to post it here. The same 3 people will read it in either spot.
When I first sat down to wait for a friend at Reunion Surf Bar, I thought, “This doesn’t really seem like an Australian surf bar.” I knew that because I’ve been to an Australian surf bar. But on my way out, I noticed the sign that said, “We’re not Australian,” and later, I looked up more info. that told me the bar is based on a place off the coast of Africa. It’s probably cruel to take away points simply because an establishment doesn’t resemble what it’s not trying to resemble. Read the rest of this entry »
I’m one of those people strangers always feel compelled to shout, “Smile!” at. I’m the person others think is mad when it’s just my normal expression. I don’t smile for no reason, and I was completely fine with that. But now that I’ve done it, I kind of want to tell everyone to do it. So, here are 17 easy steps to smiling randomly. You’re welcome in advance.
1. Get dumped–but not technically dumped because this would require some form of communication between the two parties. Just get someone you dated for a bit to suddenly stop responding to texts so that if you were slightly more naive you might worry he had been in a serious accident or was possibly dead, though you’d have no way to ever find out for sure.
2. Be understandably annoyed for a few days.
3. Go for a run. Read the rest of this entry »