IT WAS A JOKE!

This girl called me to complain about her douche of a ex/current boyfriend. I, as I usually do in these instances, tuned her out. So finally she finished rambling and says "I don't know what to do. What do you think, Emily?"

I just paused and said "Don't ask me, my longest relationship lasted six weeks... and then he ran out of batteries."

She seemed so horrified that I couldn't bring myself to tell her it was a joke.

Adulthood

So, Wednesday was a big deadline day for all of us with our controversy papers and whatnot...  The STRANGEST epiphany came over me:
 
So, I sat there winding down slightly, having just sent off an article on the credibility of Wikipedia for a 4pm deadline...

I realized slowly that it was past 4:30, the day was more than half over, and I was sitting at the table, wearing a coffeeboob-stained sports bra and a pair of Nintendo boxer shorts.  I had interviewed a Harvard professor, one of the original Wikipedia editors, and two authors that morning, all sitting there like that. I totally hadn't showered, Hell, I wasn't even sure that I had brushed my teeth.

And all I had ingested since waking up at 9am was three pots of coffee and one piece of American cheese...  

Yet...somehow... magically... I'm considered an adult...WTF society?

(I feel more and more like the chick from Hyperbole and a Half sometimes...)