Tag: twenty something

Domestication Nation: Buff Shrimp Recipe

Domestication Nation: Buff Shrimp Recipe

| February 10, 2013 | 0 Comments

If you’re like me, then you spend a good portion of your Sunday mornings Sundays, hung over, wrapped in a blanket, watching Barefoot Contessa marathons on the Food Network — wondering why it is that you have to show up for work tomorrow at 9 a.m. instead of spending your days in East Hampton, perusing [...]

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How to Budget like a Twelve-Year-Old

How to Budget like a Twelve-Year-Old

| June 28, 2012 | 0 Comments

Author: Cathy Kirch I pride myself in my ability to act my shoe size (7) rather than my age (23) and, for the most part, get away with it. Sometimes, I believe, life calls for a little immaturity. Immaturity breaks inhibitions better than alcohol and gets me pumped better than caffeine. So go on. Let [...]

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The Post-Grad Burn Book: 3. Waking Up For Work

The Post-Grad Burn Book: 3. Waking Up For Work

| June 28, 2012 | 1 Comment

Waking up in the morning is only hard for me when I have to go to work after. On the weekends, I can pop out of bed at 7:30am with no interest in falling back asleep. However, come Monday morning I will stay in bed as long as possible. If that means I won’t have [...]

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Yankee Invasion: What New Yorkers Should Know Before They Visit North Carolina

Yankee Invasion: What New Yorkers Should Know Before They Visit North Carolina

| June 25, 2012 | 1 Comment

I’m convinced that the creators of social networking websites invented an “About Me” section specifically to induce stress. For those of us who take pride in our “social selves” (I think I just coined a term), it’s a lot to ask of us. Give a short and sweet summary on why strangers (and old high [...]

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20-Somethings Love: HBO’s Girls

20-Somethings Love: HBO’s Girls

| June 7, 2012 | 3 Comments

I’m not going to lie. After the first three episodes of HBO’s Girls, I saw it as a horrible version of Sex and the City with ugly people running around naked. I was appalled. Hipster girls from Brooklyn who don’t wear makeup and have names that only Jewish women from the 1800s had – not [...]

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