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my goal for the month of march was to figure out the difference between "affect" and "effect". i thought i knew. but turns out i did not. so i put it to you on this the night of march 30th... dear smart people, why is it wrong for me to say that something "effect"ed me? why? i just want to be more like you. thanks ever so, kat

today i saw a preview for "knowing"

let it be known. there is only one movie ONE! that nicolas cage has been bearable in... ... and that's basically because moonstruck's awesomeness eclipses the cage's weirdness. so i ask you... HOW is he still making movies? who is his fan base? WHO? i demand an answer.

will power

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i react to stress in two very cliched ways. can you guess what the first way is? whoa, my lack of self restraint could really get me into trouble. it's a good thing i don't work at a chocolate factory. ... wait.

spEak You're bRanes

one blog i check out pretty habitually is spEak You're bRanes . it's basic mission is to mock comment threads. it's secondary mission, as far as i can tell, is to bring joy to my life. the following post especially. joy. to my life. "Thanks to Angel for finding this comment on a Times article about violence against women. women are often as attractive and as beautiful as flowers(with brains) it is normal that they want to show the best of themselves through being sexy : it is the essence of feminity and real men like that .Those who dare hitting a woman are not well in their mind.Who would hit a flower Didier, paris, France I tried to explain that to my girlfriend once. She said I was a patronising jerk and then wept as she beat her tiny fists ineffectually against my manly chest." of course then i read the article and the joy was ebbed.

singleton

being single is awesome. i don't really blog about dating/singleness very much because, well, first of all i don't have much to say about it, but mostly i worry that no matter what i say people will think that i'm lying or overcompensating or secretly filled with insecurity and bitterness when, seriously, i've never been more content and sure of myself than i am right now. although now that you bring up insecurity, the secret third reason i don't write much about dating is because guys i've dated or wanted to date or who wanted to date me sometimes read this and i can't help but imagine them sitting at their computer saying, " i could tell you why you're still single, heheheh..." and then my soul shrivels up a bit . but i'm going out on a limb today because the only other thing i've got in my arsenal is a story about an impromptu square dancing party that took place during family dinner on sunday between mom, dad, carolyn, and mohamm

must love blogs

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now, i'm not saying i have an addiction. i'm just saying that when someone opens a can of soda, i have a pavlovian response. as in, yes, drooling like a dog. speaking of things i hope you find strangely endearing... this is what i see when i leave for work every morning. yes, yes. a lovely brick house, but just like a "where's waldo book" (is that the best comparison i could've made?) you have to look closer... closer... " maybe you don't want to go. " that is what ziggy's ears and forehead are saying. so let's just add some things to the classified ad i hopefully will never get to the point of actually writing: #1 must love dogs #2 must love diet coke and #3 must love the fact that i have a picture of ruben studdard next to my computer (he's my muse of the month)...