Recommendation #2

http://thefrenemy.tumblr.com/

This blog is one of my absolute FAVORITE things. Like, so much so that she would easily take up two of the slots in my Guilt Free Three List. Examples of her brilliance:

Girls are Psycho:

"Luckily for you, you will never quite find out how insane I am. You don’t know that I stare at my phone to see if I can will a message to appear. And you have no idea that sometimes, I incessantly go over all kinds of events in my head so I can break them down and see what I did to have really fucked them up. I make my friends tell me over and over again if ‘this was a bad sign’ or ‘this amount of time means what’ and the list goes on and on. Once again, only my good friends will see this happen. I am a behind-the-scenes insane person, only because if I like somebody or something or anything at all, I want to not lose it and have it like me, too. Or I want to be successful at it. I’m not just talking dates and love or whatever. I’m talking EVERYTHING. Jobs, success, even making a good fucking cheesecake. Do I want to be the best? No, I want to be noticed that I’m at least borderline decent. And if I’m not, I will go inwardly insane. I will set aside two or three days or hours to beat myself up. And then I will drink some spiked eggnog (do people actually drink eggnog without booze? Nuts) and get over it. And you will never know it happened. That is crazy? I’d say so. Oh, and I like yellow hot dog mustard on my vegetables and rice. Just sayin’.

The real reason I am telling you this is for one simple reason: Please treat everybody like they are insane. I mean this: every single person you come into contact with, handle them as if they are just nuts. As in cautiously and very, very thoughtfully. Go out of your way to let them know your actions: “okay I’m going to move this cup over to THIS sink now, slowly and with large tip-toe steps.” You may think we look tough and mean and scary and strong, but we are not always. We are insane. We are sadly on the brink of stalking out houses and wearing our hair in one giant dreadlock. Handle us with care. You hear that? Handle us with care. But please, please, whatever you do- don’t let us know you’re doing it. We’re strong, remember?! REMEMBER?!?!?!"

On Long-Distance Relationships:

"LDR’s are like going to the doctor’s office: if you’re going just for the yummy lollipop and the possible pain meds at the end, you’re a stupid but fun moron. If you have a really important and life-threatening reason to go there, than you just have to power through and deal. I basically mean ‘for the sex and fun’ kind of love, it’s a bad idea. But for the ‘we’ve dated longer than a year and I know what sucks about this person already’ kind of love, try it if you can.

Oh, and you have to deal with the fun pain of not being around the person you have finally found you can boom with on the regular and likes you enough to keep you around. Because that’s sooooo easy to find. I forgot about that! Plus, statistics show it most likely will end. Having fun yet?! Whatever, fuck you, I’m single.

Sidenote: If you’re in college? Don’t fucking DO it. DON’T!! Go have some unattached fun!"

I'd love to go on, but this is long enough. Basically, just read the whole blog.