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No I flew in two airplanes! But yes I am on a trip. I'll be back.
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In that weird cross-section between the Annex and Yorkville known as "Ave and Dav." Sort of. I liked to call it "the shitty part of Yorkville" but technically it's part of a tiny, square neighbourhood whose official name my exboyfriend recently told me and now I forget.
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I neeeever respond to these anymore but I had to say thank you for being so nice. That's nice. Thank you.
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Almost never. I deleted a bunch of questions because they were the same ones I've gotten over and over and over, and then I didn't check for a really long time. It's a super dumb thing, this. Just email me if you want.
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Sure! Currently your roommates are a container of mango and blueberries; local strawberries; really good and overpriced cheese and I think that's all.
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If you're worried about feelings and casual sex, you should ask yourself why you're worrying, exactly. Usually the people who are so preoccupied are the ones who are following somebody else's idea of what to do. My advice is to fall back, relax, and don't kiss anybody who doesn't clearly like and respect you.
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I do, and he is! If I said that to him he would say "Waaatch it!" No, I will not be tweeting a pic. He is, though, Gary Cooper handsome.
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hahahha uhhh 5'2"! Just like I said, nephew. When I try hard I am five feet, two and a half inches, but not really.
Maybe some of my "'tude" is because I am extremely insecure around tall women. Nothing makes me feel more like a child, an idiot, a nothing, than standing next to one of those 5'11"s. Or even 5'5"s. I wear heels a lot. -
Is it? I interned in the U.S. Do you have a killer blog?
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Aha! I deal with this often because I've been doing back and forth between Canada and the U.S. as long as I've been working. I'm a Capricorn, so my advice will be tough and rulesy, but: do it right. Never travel without exactly the correct paperwork, visas, ID, etc. Never travel with anything you shouldn't. That's it. If you have your stuff in order there's zero reason to be worried about it. Easy, but it takes some work. Also, just be normal and polite. It'll be fine.
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Depends on the girl, depends what you're doing. If she's into the "bad girl" line of dirty-talk (why does the name for "dirty-talk" sounds so aggressively unsexy?) then she'd probably enjoy all manner of names of the whore/slut/--------- variety.
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YES!! It's actually a dumb in-joke (source: my friend Amy R.) that I have inappropriately extrapolated into my work life. But, yes, I know how it sounds. (The real ilfe version is "Sowwy papa" so please begin using this with your friends.)
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I want you to email this to my work address kcarraway@eyeweekly.com so I can use it in Thirtyish. YES!! Please?
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Hi! I forgot about this, sowwy. I was doing both. I had a couple of actual meetings-meetings, and a couple of quasi-meetings-with-work-related-friends, but also was there to squeeze some kids and have dinner with friends and give myself a spaz attack spending a lot of money on clothes.
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Um. The Wilsey. He's a major and underrated talent. The Ask is just soooo clever in a v. male way. All of them are not about war.
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Depends: I've read the first three so I could advise on those! What did you read LAST? What is your favourite thing to read?
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That's not at all what Terry says or does in that moment.
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I feel like Wayne Campbell in this exchange for some reason. If you're gonna spew....
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Yeah but it doesn't matter: everyone's reality is their own reality. Like, I don't work at the New Yorker but I feel the stress of work in my shoulders in as real a way as I might if I were at the best-ever magazine ever-ever. You know?
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