February 2012
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WatchI’d watch this repeatedly, but I think I’m having a seizure. #thatshitcray
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Dear MIA: like, WTF?
Considering I’m a tiny white girl who owned a bright pink Limited Too card and the Saved By The Bell board game growing up, most wouldn’t consider me an authority on rap music. But I am. Like, if you sat me down with Jay Z, Lil Wayne, Kanye, Nas, Rick Ross or Ja Rule (you know, the greats) I guarantee we would have the most intellectually stimulating conversation. Those skanks at the View would...
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January 2012
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Big Ang, you are the wind beneath my wings
When I was growing up, I was convinced that Judge Judy was more powerful than the president, the Pope or Tom Cruise and that she basically ran the world. I had never seen someone who could silence people, cut them down and destroy their hopes and dreams with one look. It was beautiful. I mean, the only other women on daytime television I had to look up to were Rosie O’Donnell and Sally Jesse...
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The day I realized Fez was evil
Happy Friday party people, or as my mother would say, people who like to get jiggy with it. I apologize for not blogging more this past week, I’ve spent most of my time celebrating Martin Luther King Jr day by listening to Soulja Boy and Gucci Mane, because they are exactly what I imagine MLK Jr pictured as the future of youth when he gave his I Have A Dream speech.
Now, I don’t know about you...
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WatchTreat your ears right. Listen to this track.
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An Open Post: To Teen Mom & Teen Mom 2
You know how you have that one friend that you’re always constantly worried about- the one you nervously smile or laugh around when they scream “just one more shot of tequila! I swear I’m like not even drunk!” and you bite your tongue because they’re 24 and you don’t need to be a babysitter. But then there’s that one night when you see her talking to a Pauly Shore look-alike in the corner of the...
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2012: The Year of Gotti
New Year’s came out of nowhere, right? It was like just as I was sobering up from Christmas, 2011 decided to quit this bitch and 2012 came and sucker punched me with champagne right in the stomach. Not that I really minded- 2011 lasted forever and honestly, I hated it. It was like I was Simon Cowell and 2011 was my Paula Abdul- bitch followed me everywhere, made no sense and right when I tried...
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December 2011
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Happy Holidays, love The Dopeness
Now that I’m an adult, with my own apartment and an actual vacuum, I began to look at “going home for the holidays” much differently than I did when I was in college. Back in those days, winter break was just an excuse to get drunk for a month with a group of people that knew you when your Tamagotchi was still alive. The alcohol-fueled reunion would, without fail, consist of everyone asking each...
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The Day Love Died
Love is a funny thing, isn’t it? One minute you’re frolicking around, finishing each other’s sentences, wearing matching Christmas sweaters and refilling each other’s glasses of boxed wine, then the next minute you’re fighting over which Jersey Shore cast member is your favorite.
So it’s no surprise to me that 2011 has been a tough year for relationships. Ashton and Demi, Kris and Kim, JLo and...
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I Wasn't Invited to This Wedding #928
You know those kinds of mornings when you wake up and you feel a sense of hope and promise, like when you wake up and you know exactly where you are and there’s not a left over hot pocket lying next to you? That happened to me this morning. I woke up and finally understood Ke$ha because I felt like P.Diddy, or Flava Flav at the very least- I mean I was really on my game! I jumped out of bed,...
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November 2011
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The day me and Ali Lohan got a reality check
I don’t know if it’s lack of sleep due to a newfound obsession with online Family Feud, or all the homeless people I’ve been hanging out with at the pizza place around the corner from my apartment, but I’ve been getting sick a CRAY-CRAY amount this fall/winter. And since I don’t believe in seeing doctors aside from Dr. Oz, this has left me tending to my illness alone. It’s also left me...