It pains me to think about the fact that- somewhere in my parent’s house there are cassette tapes that (assuming someone could actually find a working tape player) would reveal countless hours of me singing a capella versions of Lisa Loeb and Salt and Peppa. And believe you me, they …
One day when I get rich and famous I’m going to produce my very own reality show. I’m going to take all the people who annoy me (i.e. my roommate Jake, the lady at the bank who is tireless at trying to get me to open an account, and every …
