In the middle of an emotional break up, this is absolutely the most important thing that can be discussed. Go get ’em, tiger!
Seriously? Now the scenario can go one of two ways:
1. No. Especially if the book is that good! Now she wants nothing more than to rip that book out of your clammy, callused fingers.
2. Yes. Because SHE CAN LORD OVER YOU the fact that at a time such as this, she won the emotional high ground, while you put your chips behind the fleeting, tawdry thrill of a book. Dude, I don’t know the specifics here, but unless she cheated on you it kind of sounds like she won the break up. But you enjoy that book of hers! Just try.
Suddenly, things took a serious turn.
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And no, I didn’t make this up.
This might be one of my favorite break up excuses, ever.
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Well, he’s got a type, ladies!
Happy Memorial Day! I hope everybody enjoyed Arrested Development Day yesterday! I want you all to appreciate that it’s taking every ounce of my self control right now not to turn this entire website into pure Arrested Development fan fiction.
And now, without further ado, here’s some jerk one of you dated:
At least she knows what she wants! Oh wait . . .
Okay, so you know the old archetype of the artist and his muse? Well, who doesn’t secretly want to be a muse, really? I mean, when it comes down to it, wouldn’t it be pretty cool to inspire some hot, passionate person to create a work of art that reflects the awesomeness that is you? And all you have to do is sit there and be your fabulous self? Sign me up, right?
Or have you ever had that moment when you’re dating a musician and he plays you the new beautiful love song he’s written, and you think “Oh my gawd, this song is about me!” (a la the drunk girl from family guy)–until you get to the end of the song and it is, in fact, about a whiskey bottle?
Do you ever have that ex who thinks that just by the virtue that he made something, you would care? I mean, he’s feeling all these really deep feelings and expressing them and stuff, so it must be something that would interest you. And then this happens:
Congratulations, you wrote a story about yourself. Now here’s a hint: you’re not that interesting.
I know, I know, perhaps I’m not giving this one the benefit of the doubt. I mean, he tried and all. And clearly I’m all about that expressing yourself achieving catharsis garbage. But seriously? Seriously? You thought this would work?
Seems like when the moment comes and that song really is about you, 9 times out of 10 you would have been better off writing it yourself. Then at least it would be your crappy song.
I gave my artist the day off, so you get to enjoy a true original today! Something tells me I feel worse about my own shoddy art than than this guy feels about his personal preferences:
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That’s like, serious. I hope he and his board were very happy together.
Today I’d like to ask this question: what is a modern relationship? It’s pretty clear what it meant to this guy:
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But is there really something worth being called a “modern relationship”? Are relationships so different today that they deserve this title? Or are we only having the same relationships we’ve always had, in a modern setting?
I’d like to think a truly “modern relationship” is ideally post-feminist one, where lovers are partners in a truer sense of the word than ever before. But you can’t read the news or watch TV without knowing that post-feminism isn’t remotely close to where we’ve arrived, as a people. But it makes me sad to think, that to some people, the idea of modernity and fidelity are not only set apart from each other, but possibly even opposites. Or is it possible, in this day of statuses and tweeting and “liking” as a button rather than a feeling, that the offender above meant a modern relationship was one that lacked any interpersonal investment at all?
But really, all of this begs the question to me: if that is a modern relationship, what the hell is post-modern relationship? Cave-man-esque scenes are brought to mind. Or is that love with robots?
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