Have you ever gone on Wikipedia for a totally productive reason, like figuring out what neo-liberalism is only to realize you wasted 2 hours and are now an expert on the small African nation of Liberia… because I have.
No one ever told me that a thousand of my closest friends would be notified when I got my heart broken.
I quickly glanced at my blog’s Facebook page and noticed quite a few messages. Something was up. Most of the emails were from people I didn’t know, and all focused on the same topic: Did you know you’re a meme?
Making out with this dude is kosher, but once genitalia get involved, things turn nightmarishly flaccid, and suddenly you don’t know if he’s lying to himself or if you’re just too gross for him. I avoided this scenario by the skin of my teeth.
2. I LIVE TO PLEASE YOU, people in the comment section of online articles. I live to obey your laws, your beliefs, and your viewpoints on the entire world as a whole.
The day after his rape charges were dropped he tweeted, “Fav this if you would willingly have sex with me.”
Yet I’m oddly unworried, floating backward on this conveyer belt into what I’m told will be a “very loud” machine, an MRI for these headaches that plague me each day. The sounds are loud, unbelievably so, but I feel good, safe in a moment where all I can do is surrender to stillness, close my eyes and breathe.
10. Your reflection in the mirror after an intense workout. I just did 58 minutes of intense plyometric cardio, why don’t I have at least an 8-pack?
It draws more eyeballs (traffic) than Amazon, Hulu, and Facebook. It changes the dynamics of the typical one-sided viewing experience. It is exploding in growth and audience size every single month. You might be shocked that it is not only free, but people also voluntarily choose to pay for what some people call their replacement for television.
It was a day just like any other.