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In which I iterate a list of things that irk me

The phrase: "Attitude of Gratitude." I don't know why, but it makes me cringe. Every. Single. Time.

The Washington Post Social Reader Facebook app. I refuse to download the app because I don't want the entire Facebook community to know that I'm reading about "Beyonce's Incredible, Unique, Miraculous Pregnancy." This means, however, that I get to see all the tantalizing headlines from articles my friends are reading, without being able to read them myself. It's...maddening.

Spotify. For similar reasons.

Too-long eyelash extensions. Girls, having baby tarantulas attached to your eyelids is not attractive.

The dating scene. I would like to either be completely single and romance-less, or have a boyfriend who loves and adores me. None of this going on dates with boys who I don't actually like that much. None of these mini-crushes on menfolk who won't ever reciprocate. As Patrick Henry once said, give me true love or give me asexuality. Or, wait...that was...liberty...death...never mind.

Well, I think that's enough for today. That was wonderfully therapeutic. As always, thanks for listening, Internet friends.

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  1. For the WP Social Reader, you can install the app and then change your privacy settings so that only you can see the posts it makes. That way you can read whatever you want without posting it for everybody in the world to see.

    Also, I hope you don't mind that I blog-stalked you. I couldn't resist after you posted about Vienna a few days ago.

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  2. Jonathan, thank you! I will do that posthaste!
    And blogstalk away, that's what it's here for. :)

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  3. I love you Karissa Balissa. Read all of your pop news and keep me entertained!

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  4. Also, I fully agree with you about "Attitude of Gratitude." I think the words are just too similar. It's kitschy.

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