The king of jogging, my roommate, has migrated to Oslo, and my homelife will never be the same. He left me a bottle of spirits, chess board, and a typewriter. The typewriter and I have been getting
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The king of jogging, my roommate, has migrated to Oslo, and my homelife will never be the same. He left me a bottle of spirits, chess board, and a typewriter. The typewriter and I have been getting
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Maybe it was the lunar eclipse seeping into our beer. Maybe it was me feeling exhausted and bummed after a long graduation day filled with me giving speeches, having flash-backs, and mini mental cris
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*post delayed because blogger is always skrewed up lately*
You know that feeling where you're somewhere, with a certain group of people for one of the last times, and you think "this is one of the g
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If you're going to the End of the World, you may as well bring good company. Last night a pair of Canadians and myself ventured over to the end of Java Eiland, where the wind is colder and the street
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Lots of good folk orbiting the blogosphere might read my blabber and think: "He's living the life!" It's a romanticized image of "that guy who went to live in Europe," as illustrated by BitchPhD last
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Bicyclemark, let's go to Prague!, she said. I didn't have to think, I said - OK let's do it. Then I remembered how much I want to see Moscow this year, and ohhh to go to Stockholm. To which she resp
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I'm going to need a Bosnian to Spanish translator in order to communicate with a majority of my fantasy basketball players. Thankfully I'm fluent in French and Spanish, so I can still talk to my othe
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First thing I asked my mom when she called me from NJ yesterday, "Describe to me what my father is doing right now." She laughed at said (in Portuguese):
"oh you know the scene, bowl of oatmeal. big
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