As for bathroom literature, I’ve read and re-read all my good magazines — you know, the ones with stop-the-universe headlines such as “Britney’s Comeback Single Leaked!” and “Tara Reid Gets Her Nails Done - She’s Just Like You!” — and am now down to the bottom of the stack. For some reason, through my old [...]

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Me: One day, we’ll share money, right?
M: What? No way. My money will always be my money.
Me: Are you kidding me? That’s how it works. Two people become one. One heart. One soul. One wallet.
M: Oh yeah? Well, our butt has an itch. Please scratch it.

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Gelly Roll pens
Where have you gone?
You glided so smoothly
On fobby notebook paper
I loved you all
But mostly you, purple metallic
Hot pink, you were a good one, too
Gelly Roll pens
With your slightly opaque exterior
I watched the ink slowly disappear
As I wrote letters and notes and the name “Michelle”
(All in cute Asian handwriting, of course)
I’d switch colors when [...]

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Living at home comes with major perks (ie. endless crates of of Kirkland bottled water), but there have been a few moments when I really felt like grabbing the apartment classifieds.
Example:
[At the dinner table]
My mother: Got the mail today. Michelle’s pap test came out normal.

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Me: We should do a night out with the girls.
Des: Yeah, we should.
Me: Friday?
Des: I can’t. I’m going camping with my roommates. Actually, girls night sounds fun. Maybe I’ll skip camping.
Me: Well, Matt’s also planning a movie night this Friday. I might want to go to that.
Des: That sounds fun, too. Let’s [...]

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This weekend, Matt and I went to the “Bay Area,” which, apparently, doesn’t always mean San Francisco. We arrived in a land called Union City, where Matt’s brother Mike lives. Union City is lovely and all (there’s a TGIF and Borders), but it’s not exactly cracka-lackin. Oh well. We had a nice time doing something [...]

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And just because I haven’t been vain enough lately, I urge y’all to pick up the latest issue of Audrey magazine. Yes, yours truly is the smokin’ model on page — Ha! You really think I memorized the page number? — *cough*twenty-five*cough.* I’m not a huge fan of the outfit (that sheer potato sack [...]

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It’s been more than a month since this story ran, and since then, there’s been some good news. However, the family is still searching for a bone marrow match, so please register at an upcoming donor drive if you can.

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I just had a dream that I was caught underneath an avalanche. I ain’t Dr. Phil, but something tells me this can’t be good.

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This weekend, Matt and I took a major step in our relationship. He left a stick of deodorant at my house. We were both nervous about the doors this may open (What’s next? Will he soon let me touch his MacBook?), but realized there was no denying the power of freshness.

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