“We Hate It When Our Friends Become...
The Friend Olympics
Louisa and I were driving home from the grocery store on Saturday night with her friend Michaela, who was visiting from New York City for the weekend. The scene: Louisa: We’re going to make a stop at Jocelyn’s house. She’s, like, my best friend in all of Ithaca. Michaela: But what about Annie? Louisa: Annie is one my best friends too. And therein lies the rub, as Shakespeare once...
So you think you're pretty?
Over the summer, my friend was telling me about some chick in her sorority. I forget why we were even discussing this rando in the first place, but what I do remember is my friend’s description of the chick: “She’s the hottest Asian girl ever.” Hmmm. At first I was like, And then I was like, Okay, let me just clarify that I know that I’m no goddamn Ziyi Zhang....