I’m starting to see being “single” as being independent vs. being “alone.” Seems like a pretty good paradigm shift to me.
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Online dating OR dropping a stack of encyclopedias on your head: The latter option is way less painful and there are far fewer misuses of the word “your.”
You’re welcome.
What your OBNOXIOUSLY loud iPod music says about you.
I HATE…
People who talk on their cell phones on the train at 5:45 am and people who open candy wrappers in movie theaters during major plot points, BUT most of all, I hate people who blast their iPods in elevators. If I wanted to listen to your music, I’d ask to borrow an ear bud. Your music SUCKS. But if you’re going to blast it, this is what I will assume about you… In case you were wondering.
