One of his neighbors sent us a party report, written in the style of Jay Mc Inerney and disguised as a noise complaint. "Very very loud people, as if each is trying to make sure that whatever he or she is saying is heard by even those speaking more loudly.
They are shouting such things as, ' Who bothers to learn their doorman's name?!?
' " - "One girl raved about a nice voicemail a guy had recently left her. )." -- "Often, when you’re out in the single world meeting people, you meet someone you like, get their number, and put it right in your phone, transforming them into an ‘option’ that lives in your device.
I kindly requested she play it and heard this gem: 'Hey, Lydia. Sometimes you and that option engage in some phone-based interaction and you meet up in person. That potentially cool, exciting person dies there, buried in your phone." -- "There’s something uniquely valuable in everyone, and we’ll be much happier and better off if we invest the time and energy it takes to find it.
She's going to keep it online because of some nonsense about how "this blog has to represent an honest evolution of me." Hey, Emily.
If you're going to be an asshole on the internet, you should at least be real with yourself about it. circles as Rambin and apparently aired some healthy "skepticism" about her relationship with older man Morgan.
In the past, people weren’t looking for something boiling; they just needed some water.
Once they found it and committed to a life together, they did their best to heat things up.
It might seem like an odd move for a man whose previous social critiques didn't go much further than declaring Cold Stone Creamery the epicenter of American greed.
But turns out Aziz has some surprisingly poignant, and unsurprisingly hilarious, things to say on the subject of love.