The Weird Guy: A Hot Commodity

I’m not sure why the Weird Guy is such a hot commodity . . .

After this weekend trip with a few of my friends, I recently learned that this girl, who I’ll call Ms. Dependent, probably has a crush on the Weird Guy. She insists on asking him out on a fake “date” because she needs him to help her exchange an Iphone cord. Why does she have to find him? Well, he can speak French, but . . . Continue reading “The Weird Guy: A Hot Commodity”


I admit that I’m jealous

I admit . . . I’m jealous.

I’m jealous that you do nothing and get everything.

I’m jealous that you can eat as much as you want and you’ll never gain a pound.

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