On I Have Thoughts About Commenting Systems!
NO FACEBOOK, please.
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On What It Cost Eight Women Writers To Make It In New York
I think my dad had a little under $200 saved up when he took a Greyhound bus to NYC in the late 70s, hoping to become an actor. He slept in Washington Square Park at first; one night a bum slashed him with a knife while he was sleeping. He got a job as a soda jerk at Howard Johnson's in Times Square, and when he finally had enough money for an apartment, his homeless friends from the park gave him a set of stolen Howard Johnson's silverware for a housewarming present.
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On Liberal Organization Has Liberal Agenda!
I have a friend who writes for Media Matters and I feel so bad for him all the time.
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On Some Advice for Young People
Well, I quit my job and do a lot of yoga and I'm really happy, so, FYI.
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On Bunnies
You're never supposed to give a rabbit a bath unless it's legitimately filthy from rolling around in mud or something, because they can catch chills very easily from having wet fur, and since they are so fragile, they'll often die of minor colds.
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On 10 Things I Believed When I Was A Little Kid In Order Of How Embarrassing They Still Are When I Remember Them Today
@jolie The problem with yurts is that we need bathrooms and kitchens. But there will be one big communal yurt just for smoking weed and listening to records.
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On 10 Things I Believed When I Was A Little Kid In Order Of How Embarrassing They Still Are When I Remember Them Today
I'm still seriously committed to the whole build-a-bunch-of-houses-on-the-same-property-so-we-can-all-live-together thing. But they're going to be tiny houses.
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On "There Isn’t Anything Inherently Unfeminine About Science Fiction"
@antarcticastartshere I'm pretty sure the difference between drab mousy brown and beautiful chestnut auburn is just lighting, confidence, and possibly expensive haircare products and a good blowout.
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On Sidebangs Not Responsible For Lazy Eye
I grew out my side-swept bangs because I really did feel strongly that they were exasperating my already slightly lazy eye. It was like my eye was turning closer to my nose to try to look around the bangs.