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The Bostonian’s Guide: Running into People you Know

April 20, 2012

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It doesn’t matter if you went to high school with this person for 4 years and never once found it in you to say hello. Now is the time!

How to Pick a Profile Picture

October 21, 2011

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If you are between the ages of 20-40, still care what your high school friends think of your pics, and have not yet started replacing your face with pictures of your children or dog, then this guide is for you.

5 Ways to Prove You Aren’t Prejudiced

May 27, 2011

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Even though some of the people who have said I am prejudiced actually knew me really well, I knew they were wrong and made sure not to listen to a word they said. I’m pretty sure that hands down I have been able to talk them out of their assumption by pointing to the following five things. If you have encountered a similar problem, here is a step by step guide of how to convince yourself and others that you are not in any way prejudiced.

Stages of Facebook Withdrawal

April 6, 2011

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UPDATE: Pinterest is the new crack There is a part of me that has always, inately, resented facebook.   But if I am being completely honest, part of why I resent it so much is because I am so addicted to it!  And so, about a week ago, I decided to try to “withdraw” from facebook […]

In Defense of… Bostonians

February 18, 2011

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I exited with an indentation on my face in the shape of the strange geometric patterns only found on a plane seat.  It was 7am.  Entering the St. Louis airport, I felt my ponytail fall loose a little more with every step, my hair irritating the back of my neck. 

What’s so wrong with being wifey material? I’ll tell you what’s wrong…

October 13, 2010

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Here it is, readers- another guest post, this time written by the one and only Chris Miller aka MillsyF. If reading this post leaves you wanting more from my friend and fellow blogger, check out  The Yuppie Dilemma.

What’s so Wrong with Being Wifey Material?

October 13, 2010

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This is a guest post from a friend who has had two relationships end with the same puzzling excuse: she was too “perfect.”