Please tell me how my cell phone bill was almost $200 this month.
you gotta get wind! i love it!!
You guys must have known this was coming - this week on The Jeff Rubin Jeff Rubin Show my guest is Jake Goldsbie aka Toby from Degrassi. Above is a picture of us on Skype, and the conversation that happened immediately after we recorded the episode.
I think this is one of the best Jeff Rubin Jeff Rubin Shows yet. Okay, yes. It’s my second episode about Degrassi - but the last one was an interview with the writers who have a different perspective on the show. Even if for some odd reason you’re not obsessed with Degrassi, you’ll still probably be interested in hearing what it’s like to be on a hit television show from ages 12-17. Jake’s 23 now and I think the distance has given him a lot of interesting insight into the experience. He’s also currently writing for the AV Club Toronto, which is pretty sweet.
The Jeff Rubin Jeff Rubin Show comes out every Tuesday and is available iTunes, YouTube, and JeffRubinJeffRubinShow.com. The iTunes version only works in iTunes/iOS devices, but has pictures.
(reminder of how much I like Degrassi - I once made a Degrassi supercut of every freeze frame from seasons 1 - 4)
Aaron’s Opinion is that Jeff Rubin is kicking more ass every week!
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I knew she was ready for it from the conversation we had over pierogi and wine, where she pointed out that my argyle cardigan was missing a button above my navel.
“That’s weird, I could have sworn it was there a moment ago.”
Works every time.
She said that she hadn’t noticed until now and invited me to her apartment to “fill the hole” with a button of her own. I accepted the offer, paid the drunk waitress in smiles, and mentally readied myself for the night of inevitable spit, sweat and cum.
We lay atop the sheets without saying a word for twenty minutes after we finished. After I finished. I was afraid to look if if the ejaculate that had erupted so prematurely was still on her belly or wiped away on an unfortunate article of clothing, now home to five million of my dead seed. I couldn’t help but imagine with a smile the baby that could have been; bursting through the womb with an ironic mustache and a copy of Lana Del Rey’s Born To Die grasped firmly in it’s tiny grip. Would I be a good father? My own parents weren’t anything to brag about, my father too busy with his career to pay me any attention, my mother too high on benzodiazbaprim to notice anything but her wine glass being empty. Money was never an issue though, and I was never left wanting any new apple product or retro bicycle for too long. I can only imagine their audacious assumptions; that their money can buy instant relief of guilt from their shitty parenting. Fuckin’ assholes.
After what seemed like hours of nothing but the sweet cacophony of breathing and shame induced awkward silence, she arose from her bed and starts to dress.
“I think you should probably leave now.”
“Yeah,” I sigh. I rose from the bed that I had hoped would become familiar and started to dress.
“Maybe I can see you again soon?”
“Maybe.”
My iPhone starts ringing as I slip on my Toms. Mom is calling. As always, I hit ignore. I fucking hate my parents. Fucking tools. Maybe they should buy me a penis that works. I don’t even bother to look back or say goodbye as I walk out the door, get on the floor, and everybody walk the dinosaur.
fuck all this BS text….song is dope-ish
Unquestionably so, but this doesn’t necessarily make her the most influential female who has ever rapped.
Queen Latifah, for instance, influenced a lot of people to buy Cover Girl mascara.
What about Lauryn Hill?
I can get my papers done, but I do not know if I can get the research done.
This is not entirely a joke. I can do the research for the depressing course if you want to read 5 years worth of one column in a newspaper from 1912-1917 and show me examples of radical feminism
i’m down. it’s aaron. hit me up on Facebook!
There are about 5,300 ASK messages right now sitting in the queue. Which is why yours hasn’t been answered, I expect.
One question I keep seeing over and again, even more than “What MFA program should I do?” (I do not answer this, because my answer would probably be: “I have no idea. I never did…
tumblr is cutting off the whole text but this is good advice. stop worrying about being original and get creating!
it’s about a thousand degrees in my bedroom
also I can’t figure out how to turn the pilot light off on my heater so it is actually even hotter in my living room? And I am too lazy to find my fans amid all the boxes so I am just going to complain but IT IS TOO HOT
I had a similar pilot light issue. Follow the gas line back out of the heater and eventually you will find a valve to shut the line off entirely.
