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...fell n da toilet, now I have a shaqberry lol, I’m a toilet twitterer.” Well. It seemed a bit early in our acquaintance to know such private details, Shaq, but as long as we’re sharing secrets, I slept in my sister’s bed for three weeks after I watched The Omen. I wanted to tell him this, but of course, I couldn’t without a Twitter account. A few days later, Shaq posted this note at 3:03 a.m.: “IF u r reading this...
...father died following a car accident when Rudd was 11. His family was later evicted from their farm, and Rudd temporarily slept in a car until his mother found a place to stay...
...coworker. Or something like that.James Boice echoes an all-too-common fear of sameness and suburban alienation when he describes the citizens of his hometown of Little Rocky Run, Virginia: “And they went to the gym after work and met their friends for happy hour and slept with their friends with condoms and became married at age twenty-seven and purchased a home and ventured forth in procreation.” At first, it’s almost ironic that Boice’s portrait seems like nothing new: “They had no structure...
...rock world. High school. But Lil’ Wayne has the skills to survive in his preppy environment. Well, presuming the face tats don’t freak anyone out anyway. He plays the guitar—probably about as well as that douche you hated who slept with your girlfriend. Lil’ Wayne fearlessly flouts convention by playing only chords and notes that spare him the inconvenience of hand movement, most apparent on his bold three-note solo. But on the bright side, the guitar on “Prom Queen” is simple enough that...
...than on the inside. But it wasn’t the physical building that drew me; it was the people. To be honest, the affair began the same day I moved to the Quad. After an evening of bacchanalian revelry with my Meese friends, I jaunted to Dunster and slept in a makeshift bed on the suite’s floor. This recurred the next two nights. Soon I was like a crossbreed of a bag lady and walk-of-shamer. Every other day or so, I would trudge back to the Quad with a gym bag stuffed full...