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Call Me, Maybe?

Ok. So last week, Justin Bieber threw down this video for his pal Carly Rae Jepsen, and, yeah, I took it as a challenge (and basically as a way to sing and dance around my apartment with a purpose). I called everyone I knew to get this thing going. Some of them might not be speaking to me anymore. But there were the brave few who knew that this World Premiere First Ever NoMad Blog Music Video Production was going to be epic. And they were right. The conversation went something like this:

Me: I want to make this video so I need you to record yourself lip syncing to this song and then send it to me.
Loved One: Done.

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Scenes from the 6 Train

Ok, I can’t lie to you guys any longer. I miss the C Line. I know, I know. But it’s like Stockholm Syndrome, where the relationship was so bad that – now that I’m out of it – I miss the control it had over my life. I miss the 1.5 hours it took to go the 6 miles from work to my apartment. I miss the woman who asked me every day if I could get up so she could sit down. I miss the Angry Engaged Couple and I wonder what they’re doing right now. Do they miss me? Has their relationship ultimately led to their untimely demise? There’s no way of knowing.

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Now This is What I Call a Valentine’s Day Card

It’s always a good day when you come home to a lovely Valentine’s Day card in your mailbox. It’s also a good day when you find out that someone is willing to shiv anyone who disrespects you. These are the rules of the playground my friends, and they are simple and finite (I also love the Victorian garb; never mess with a bitch in a corset).

So Happy Valentine’s Day to all my beloveds. If you’re reading this, know that you hold a special place in my heart. And remember, love means never having to say you’re sorry for you didn’t shiv someone in the prison yard.

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