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The List Volume 2013

new years time squareThey say the way you spend New Year’s day foreshadows how you will spend the rest of the upcoming year.  Probably not promising for a lot of you who woke up missing articles of clothing, unable to identify your bedside companion, sans cab fare for the journey home, and with a headache equivalent to the explosion of the Hindenburg.  As for me, if today is any indication, I’m all set.  Being handed a mimosa upon parting my eyelids, walking outside outfitted in a crop top, and spending the rest of the afternoon alternating between drinking rosé and napping is something I could get used to.  Certainly an improvement over the last twelve months. 2013 was a hot ass mess… or maybe that was just me.  I basically spent this past year dating completely inappropriate individuals, staying up too late, not working hard enough, and writing it all down.  There are plenty of personal bad habits that I wish to lay to rest along with 2013.  That said, here’s a countdown of some other things from 2013 that I certainly won’t be crying crocodile tears about kissing goodbye.

  1. No, I don’t want to play Candy Crush.
  2. FOMO.
  3. Trainwrecks.  I mean, obviously literal ones, but really figurative ones a la Amanda Bynes, Lilo, and most of my ex-boyfriends.  Can we please stop encouraging bad behavior?
  4. Parody t-shirts.  You know: Féline, Homies, Commes des Fuckdown, and the likes.
  5. Anything with a peplum.
  6. “Keep Calm” and STFU.  Please stop making these.  Along with most some e-cards, and definitely those comic strip things.
  7. The word/action of twerking.  Also, all mentioning of molly.
  8. “DJ” as a fallback career.  When did grasping the general concept of Spotify equate to a paid occupation?
  9. Awl dese cray wayz of mizspelling thangz n stuph.  Idk. Itz nawt kewl, bb, k? Werq.
  10. The exploitation of unicorns.
  11. Miley Cyrus’s tongue.  (Though her explanation to Babs was somewhat endearing).  Let the record show- I’m a Miley fan.
  12. Dubstep.
  13. Leggings as pants.  Seriously.

Peace out, ’13.  I’d be lying if I said I’ll miss ya. xx, WhyDid     image via

Weekend Playlist: Make a Run For It

ipod running playlistAfter a truly bullshitty day, a head clearing, sweat inducing run is one of the only things (other than a cool glass of wine) that helps me to unwind.  And rather than lay day on the Dr.’s couch and spill all my problems, I run.  Running is my therapy.  While it may not be as medically effective, it’s a lot cheaper.  Plus, when did you ever lose weight laying on a couch?

My highschool gym teacher is scoffing somewhere.  I did, afterall, convince her that crunches were only making my stomach bigger.  So, the thought of me exerting myself voluntarily is probably mind boggling.  I am well aware that 90% of the population would probably rather push a burning boulder of poo up a hill both ways before running… on purpose.  The hardest part of running is putting on your sneakers and hitting the pavement (or treadmill).  I certainly can’t make that part any easier, but a booty shaking playlist will most certainly help (and that I can do).

And yes, there is a little Bieber in the mix.  If that’s wrong, I don’t wanna be right.



Weekend Playlist: I’ll Dance if I Want To

dance partyIf you know anything about me, you know that I love a good dance party.  Um, hello?  Have you seen my “How To” videos?  You can’t learn moves like those.  Not that you really need a reason to have your own dance party, but a birthday is a pretty surefire way to get one started.  Whether it’s your birthday, your friend’s birthday, or you just enjoy dancing as much I do, here’s a great playlist to shake your limbs to.

I’ll dance if I want to.