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My apartment only ever smells like I am perpetually hitting a gravity bong, even though I haven’t smoked since I was, like, 18. Thanks, neighbors, for the everlasting contact high.
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I love that I have friends who honk every time they drive past my apartment. My neighbors might not, but dammit, it makes me feel loved.
Whoever that guy is, he must be pretty awesome.
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Going through old pictures on Facebook for a Shutterfly project, and I found this picture a friend drew of me and never mentioned to me. Aside from the tiny feet and lack of adequate facial hair, not bad at all :P
Rare though it is to find a picture of myself dressed up that I actually like, here it is.
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If you’re going to complain about a situation, then continue to go back to it over and over again, you get no sympathy from me.