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I Will Always Love The Clash, Because I Loved Them So Much When I Was Fourteen, And I Love How You Can Start A Conversation With Almost Literally Any Dude About The Clash.

The Word 'repulse': I Hate This Word. I Believe 'repel' Is A Perfectly Good Word, And 'repulsion' Is The Noun, As Well As The Title Of An Excellent Dinosaur Jr. Song. A Compulsion Compels You; An Impulse Impels You. Nobody Ever Says 'compulse' Or 'impulse' As A Verb. So Why Would You Ever Say 'repulse'? This Word Haunts Me In My Sleep, Like A Silver Dagger Dancing Before My Eyes. Renee Looked It Up And I Was Wrong. But I Still Kind Of Think I'm Right.

One Of The Billions Of Things I Love About Beyonce: The Harder She Tries To Come On Crazy, The Less Crazy She Sounds.

We All Get As Miserable As Erika M. Andersen Sometimes, But We Rarely Approach Her Musical-ideas-per-miserable-minute Ratio.

I Didn't Know What I Was. I Didn't Have A Noun.