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My Team Lost — but I’m OK and Thank You, Mariah Carey
Remember how at the beginning of this year’s football season I wrote that whole post about how I went to the Pats home opener after having spent most of my summer wasting time with that guy who called...
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I Had Strep and then Got Touched Inappropriately by a Large Bear, Kind Of
On the Sunday before the Sunday before Christmas (are you with me?), after a long day of football-watching and beer-drinking, I passed out at ten at night. Then I woke up at one in the morning and...
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Tragedy Strikes During My Fantasy Football Draft
So, with the exception of last week’s glorified Instagram posting, it just occurred to me that it has been two full weeks since my last real post. Gasp! Where has the time gone? Actually, I can answer...
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Food, Football, and Love
Every time I write an angsty rant about why men suck, I always question the decision later. Like, if only I had watched He’s Just Not That Into You for the thirty-seventh time while inhaling frozen...
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I Broke My Own Rule and Brought My Self-Esteem Issues to a Football Game
Here is a (truncated, punctuated, and spell-corrected version of a) text message conversation that took place between my brother’s girlfriend and me at the Patriots game on Sunday: Nic: Your boyfriend...
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