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Guys always admire girls who look as if any minute they might punch another girl in the mouth. We
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Above his chest hung a set of barbells. I would not have liked to hazard a guess as to how much weight he was lifting, but allow me to assure you, with enough reps, I was quite sure he'd have no trouble heaving Debbie Mancuso out the window in the event of a fire. Which is all a girl really needs out of a boyfriend, if you ask me.
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The only way you're going to get caught snooping is if your performance while doing it lacks confidence. If anyone walks in on you while you're somewhere you shouldn't be, just act angry. It's fault you're in the wrong place, because you were told (by someone else) that that's were you were supposed to be. How were you supposed to know that person was wrong? Seriously. It works (almost) every time.
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I guess I must have verbally expressed my disappointment over losing the online auction for my kickass boots, since Becca said, "You sure do swear a lot." I shrugged and pointed at the swear jar. "I'm supposed to put a dollar in it every time I curse. But I don't think I'm that bad." I didn't add that at the apartment my roommate, Gina, and I shared, she'd installed a swear jar, too. "You're that bad," Becca said. "You said the F-word, like..
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Really, is it too much to ask that I be able to come home from a long day of work and relax? Oh, no. I have to come home and read a bunch of letters written to the love of my life by his fiancee, who, if I am correct, had him killed a hundred and fifty years ago. Then, as if that is not bad enough, he wants me to explain the Vietnam War. I really have to start hiding my textbooks from him. The thing is, he reads them and actually manages to..
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And yeah, okay, the majority of guys I have met since moving to California have turned out either to have psychopathic killers stalking them, or were actually psychopathic killers themselves. But that's really not a very good excuse for falling in love with a ghost. It really isn't.
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Yeah, she's such a headcase. I guess it's never occurred to her that two people of the opposite sex can just be friends,
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You gazed into my eyes What could I do but linger? I ran my hands all through your hair And a cootie bit my finger.
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If Father Dominic died, I would have lost the best mentor I'd ever had, and, absurdly enough, one of the best friends I'd ever had, as well. If someone had told me that the first day I'd walked into his office so many years ago, I'd never have believed it. What could an agnostic girl from Brooklyn and an elderly Catholic priest from California possibly have in common? The ability to help wayward spirits find their way home, it turned out ....
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This was in direct contrast to his younger brother, David (known to me privately as Doc, since he was also the most intelligent of my stepsiblings), who texted me a photo of himself in his dorm room at Havard, wearing - for reasons he did not explain - a woman's bustier and full makeup. I wasn't certain if he was coming out of the closet or purposefully challenging gender stereotypes for some class assignment. Knowing David, it could be eit..
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Never mind that I have been kicking the butts of the undead since I was in elementary school, and that almost the entire time I resided under Andy's roof, I had a hot undead guy living in my bedroom. These are two of those secrets I was telling you about. Andy doesn't know about them, and neither does my mother. They think Jesse is what Father Dominic told them he is: a "young Jesuit student who tranferred to the Carmel Mission from Mexico,..
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We can do no great things, only small things with great love. Mother Teresa
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Both Becca and David looked stricken, but only David, who'd been sitting at a picnic table next to Jake and Gina, turned nearly as red as his own hair. He'd invited his "good friend" Shahbaz to be his plus one at my wedding, then made it clear to all of us that they were more than friends by kissing under some mistletoe at Debbie and Brad's house during Thanksgiving dinner. The Ackerman-Simon family did not shock easily, however. Brad had r..
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The thing about secrets, though, is that they get out. And trust me, if you've got a secret, eventually, it's going to get out. And when it does, things are probably going to turn out to be okay ... well, after some counseling, or at worst, some jail time, or - if you're a celebrity - maybe a tell-all book with a couple of talk show appearances thrown in to apologize to your disappointed fans.
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Bursting into parties to which I wasn't invited - but acting as if I had every right in the world to be there - is another one of my many gifts. It's basically all about confidence - and having the right shoes, of course. If you have the right shoes, you can do anything.
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finger sandwich, if I recall." "Yeah," I say. "I'm not so sure you want one of those. I looked it up a little while ago. That's when a girl has sex with two guys at once."
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Didn't your mother ever warn you what can happen to young ladies who wander into young men's private bedrooms during social gatherings?" Jesse asked, as he hauled Zack Farhat off me. "It can be bad for their health." "Oh, sure." Now that I could breathe again, I sat up and took a careful assessment of my rib bone situation. None appeared to be broken, but there were going to be bruises for sure. I wouldn't be swimming much for the next few ..
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I could see that some of the pink and white blossoms on the frangipani had been sent skittering across the courtyard, piling up against our front door, where they lay like inert ballerinas, their tutus deflated.
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And of course walking through the quaint, sun-drenched town, the historic buildings--by law none were allowed to be more than two stories tall, because anything higher might impede a neighbor's view of the sunset--each painted a different shade of pink or blue or yellow, stopping for ice cream or groceries at the locally owned shops.
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Am I the only one who recalls that Seth Turner used to think trees give off cold air because when you stand in the shade it's cooler than in the sun?
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