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And It’s All Rob Thomas’s Fault.

“Yeah but if you explain to a new date that you’re going through a really hard time right now — like a really hard time right now — she’s either going to run the other way because she knows you’re not in a great mental state to begin a new relationship, or she’s going to cling. Big time.” Read the rest of this gem…

A Letter To My Neighbors. Part Deux.

Dear College Boys Next Door:

It’s been a while since I’ve written you last. The neighborhood has been fresh and calm, abuzz with the sounds and smells of spring.

I Get Knocked Down.

In high school, I wasn’t exactly what you’d call one of the “popular girls.”

I don’t know. It probably had something to do with my frizzy hair… purple braces… geeky glasses… lack of fashion sense… tendency to blink during photos.

Take your pick. Read the rest of this gem…