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Charmin continues their Enjoy The Go / #tweetfromtheseat campaign with this fresh new video. They are just being honest.

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Not that I struggle a ton with my identity, in fact I am pretty confident in my skin, but in a society where people are most comfortable when they can categorize, box and label people, I am amiss with which bucket I am dropped into. Also, with my 25th birthday steadily approaching, I wonder, if faced with a life or death choice, which to categorize myself?

What three words would your friends use to describe you?
Putting aside the flattery which I assume inevitable: Hilarious, Inappropriate, Bitchy, I’ve definitely been described as the following:

  • Vegetarian– This one is probably most perplexing. While I am very content eating tofu, soy protein and tempeh until I explode, I absolutely scarf down meat. Hello, hot-pot, Short-ribs please! I am the chair of my company’s green team and spout ecologically friendly non-sense to all that will listen. Next Friday, I’m taking over my company’s beer time and making them drink eco-friendly beer. I suppose this could be construed as vegetarian…
  • “Granola Child” Hippie– The tree-huggin’, granola eatin’, guitar carryin’, no deodorant wearin’ kind. Ok, GUILTY. I’ve been known to hug a few trees, whilst eating granola. Related to my point earlier, I’m all about the Earth. I play the guitar and through the magic of genetics I don’t need deodorant. I probably should wear some though because my ever-lovin friends could be lying to me about how I smell.

  • Martha Stewart Craft Types– This woman is my idol. That financial rebel with her knack for making ponchos, even in jail. Whoa buddy, if I got to beat some dough with Jim Cramer… life fulfilled!  I have neither the cooking skills nor income to create the table spreads that Martha is capable of, but reading her magazines is like life porn. One day, if I read enough Apartment Therapy articles, I will attain a shred of her awesomeness.
  • Hipster– It literally took me two hours to figure out which hipster I was. I am for sure not the stereotypical hipster who wears ironic shirts and mainlines PBR into her body. I don’t have a minimum-wage job, I don’t think I’m über cool, yet pretend I am anti-cool. I’m not particularly fashionable and I listen to indie-folk music that everyone has probably heard of. BUT, and this is a pretty substantial but, I do encompass these tell-tale traits which are identifiers of the D.I.Y Hipster:
  1. I am a very serious coffee drinker. I could spend days hanging out in coffee shops. I go to as many different and new coffee shops no matter where I visit. It’s my thing, I suppose; some people collect stamps, I journal the cafes I go to.
    Currently, my favorite cafes in the Boston radius are:
    (Harvard Sq.) for best overall
    (Kendall sq.) for best espresso drinks
    Cafe on the Common (Waltham) for best brewed coffee
    I currently live in Southie, which is where coffee goes to die. No, really, I went to several highly rated “cafes” to try them out. Between the assortment of flavored coffees and iced coffee default options, I was sorely disappointed. It’s like Dunkin’ Donuts and a convenient store had ugly coffee babies. Still, I managed to find one viable option: American Provisions, which is more organic grocery store than cafe. Decent brewed coffee + kind personable owners, something I could get behind.
  2. I’m all about crafting things that are kitschy, from making art out of paint chips to making scarves from t-shirts. I read these blogs daily for inspiration: Bloesem, A Beautiful Mess
  3. I shop at Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods. My Lucas is Gluten-Free, so that’s new. Learning how to make a lot of food from this amazing website, Gluten Free Goddess.
  4. I wear two types of eye-ware: Thick-rimmed glasses and these bad boys:
  5. On any given day I style myself similarly to this well-known face:

    Not always flattering, but it makes me happy. 🙂

Well there you go, readers, I fall somewhere into those groups.

Anyway, Happy Easter, y’all!

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noun; compounding
Overly or unnecessarily affected by unhappiness or dejection; unhappiness or melancholy brought on by a small event

This term is a metaphor that compares the pain of hurting your butt to unhappiness felt after a minor setback. In both cases, while painful, both are fleeting and have no long-term effect. As a result, it would be foolish to lament over such a minor thing. Often used as an insult or in a pejorative manner, directed at somebody who is unhappy. It is often meant as an insult, implying that the person is overly emotional. This word was probably coined because it is a creative and humorous way to poke fun at overly emotional friends.

Etymology : A compound word that combines ‘butt’ + ‘hurt’ in a hyphenated compound. ‘Butt’ is a clipping of ‘buttocks,’ which comes from O.E. ‘buttuc,’ meaning ‘end, short piece of land.’ ‘Hurt’ comes from O.Fr. ‘hurter,’ meaning ‘to ram, strike, collide.’
Source : Conversation with friends (10/4/2008) “He is butt-hurt over losing his socks in the laundry.”

It’s official:

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Followers of this blog are probably aware I shy away from the confines of tradition.  So, when my brother, the smartest person I know, sent me the article, “Economists in Love: Betsey Stevenson and Justin Wolfers,” my eyes lit up. I found my relationship gurus for life!

The key principles UPenn economists Betsey Stevenson and Justin Wolfers follow are surprisingly on point:

  • Weighing marriage based on cost-benefit analysis– It does not pay to work and be married!
  • Productivity gains stemming from the comparative advantage of husbands doing husbandy things (like feeding the pets) and wives doing wifey things (like paying the bills)
  • Empirically analyzing the risk of child-napping to the risk of said child sticking finger in a socket and proportioning concern based on likelihood of risk
  • Avoidance of moral hazard in a relationship by avoiding asymmetric information
  • Specialization’s answer to why husbands should always change the diapers

While I am disappointed they’ve allowed their emotions to foster in a baby, I suppose at the very least they are uber-qualified to produce upstanding offspring. Also, they are redeemed by the quote, “The stylized fact is that people with kids are less happy than people without kids.  It’s worse than that: parents are happier either just before the kids are born, or after they leave the nest; and even during any given day, parents are unhappy when doing childcare.” Amen to that!

Head over to the site Spousonomics. There are a few other Economists in Love articles which are entertaining if not informative.

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I’m sitting next to the spitting image of the dean from Community, Dean Pelton. Now if only he were wearing hot pants and sailor’s hat, or a burlesque costume; my day would be totally made. Happy Friday!

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Zig-zagging through traffic, I am almost hit by a bike doing the same– a case of double crossing.

Also, my first run-in with an albino at Mental Square.

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Girl says she’s “Orientating” herself when I offer help reading the bus schedule. Should I be offended by the allusion she’s, “‘Face toward the East‘-ing herself” or just feel bad for her because she’s, “Palinizing” words?

Side note– definite double standard when Prince Harry’s party-hard girlfriend gets sloshed about a gossip-rag for picking a wedgie, but man two feet away from me gets away with picking wind breaker shorts wedgie.

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