molls...she wrote

raping me from the inside

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Fri, 30 May 2008 10:16:13 -0700

So check this out...

I went to Boston College pretty much for free. I'm not going to act like I have the student loans built up the way some of my friends do... but I really don't have the means to be paying Boston College right now. They need to give me a fucking minute. Boston College getting my $2800 dollars is no so much my fucking concern.

Let me explain this to you... For four years I was told that everything I did there would impact me for the rest of my life. I had to get a good GPA, I had to pick the right major, I had to get the best professors with the most clout, because apparently this would have a great effect on my transition to the real world. The truth of that? Not one interview I have ever gone on has ever asked me to prove that I went to Boston College. No one has ever asked my GPA. Most of the things I learned from my concentration in Film could have been picked up by anyone who spent any amount of time in a creative office. I was more or less deceived into racking up these $2800 dollars in loans... so pardon me while I tell you that your check is on the way, Sandy from Williams and Fudge. Pardon me while I turn the tables on your fat face, cause it's going to be a hot minute before you get any more money from me.

Beside the fact that I feel lied to about the importance of college in my life, I also didn't head straight to Wall Street like a great deal of my classmates. I'm not selling my soul to pay them back. I'm working hard in a creative field to best capitalize on my skills in the long run. I think I have a much better business plan than all those Carol School of Management losers who probably have some sort of bank account set up that their student loans are deducted from. I can't set one of those up because any month could be the month where that charge goes through, I bounce a 200 dollar check and then spend the next month trying to catch up to bank fees. Suck my dick, Boston College. You will get my money when I am ready to give you my money.

I just dropped $400 dollars over the course of a 30-second phone call. Apparently if I don't finish paying off what I owe by July, I will effect Boston College's "federal funding"... I'm not worried about that. Why? Because when I was at Boston College, I worked as a fundraiser. I am well aware that any amount of Federal Funding they get is not going to be taken away by me, Molly McAleer. I also know that for every student they call who can drop 10 thousand dollars on a "donation" for a tailgating spot (a "prize" BC hands out to the top contributers), there were at least 20 mother fuckers I called who were a lot closer to being in my position. How's my credit? My credit sucks a dick. My credit is horrible. What I'm working towards is ultimately never having that effect me. No one cares if your credit sucks when you're willing to pay cash for your beach-front property.

Hey, Boston College Alumni Fund: Don't even fucking THINK of calling me right now. I worked for you. I know how it works. You TOTALLY have the balls to call someone who's ass you're riding in one direction for student loan payments and ask them to donate to the alumni fund... because you are a shameless organization. SHAMELESSSSS....

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worth it

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Sat, 24 May 2008 11:52:44 -0700

thankfully the number is not my balance, although it has been that before.

$192.69 on a single item of clothing is a lot for a girl like me to drop at once, but holy shit, I am going to love that zebra print BCBG number for the rest of my life.

And BTW, Nordstrom, with the exception of the shoe section (best sneakers around), is a den of shit. A den.

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a few things

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 14:24:25 -0700

1) Wagandstuff and I spent the morning getting him ready to fly to Boston next week with me. He got a shitload of shots, had his feces tested (seriously? they shoved a small syringe in my dog's ass. I would have brought some in had I known they needed it. Jesus.), had his nails trimmed, got puppy Valiums for the flight and a pet bag that fits under an airplane seat. Since I was already spending my life savings in one afternoon, I decided to get him a new harness, too. I'll post a picture later.

2) If you haven't done your taxes already and you're like me (completely fiscally irresponsible (see above) (triple parentheses!)), I really suggest going to H&R Block. They hooked my shit up so hardcore it was retarded.* Do you understand that I am a freelancer getting a return? I barely understand it honestly, so if you figure out how the fuck they managed that, please do let me know. For real: If you live in Los Angeles and you need to do your taxes (especially if you think you are eligible for a refund), go see my newest homegirl Carmen down at the H&R Block on 5th and Western. She will Change U 4Eva.

3) Kendall and I made this video of us reading a book of short stories I wrote when I was in 2nd grade. I'm thinking of transcribing the book I wrote in third grade for the net because it truly is like, SO next level compared to this talking chair business. It's a suspense/thriller starring a man named Phil Science, Expert Detective! OK. That's all I'm giving away... I think I will transcribe it soon. Here's the video:

Kendall and Molls: Elefont and More Stories

4) One last thing about Wagandstuff. Wagandstuff has a little fanbase. Today at The Coffee Bean on Larchmont a man and his daughter started talking to me about my dog, and he asked me what his name was. When I told him, he said "WAGANDSTUFF! I KNOW YOU! We met you at Amoeba, remember? Yeah, we loved that name. We were going to steal it and hope we never saw you again." It was very, very cute and I remembered that the little girl had pinned back Wags' ears in the middle of the record store and was squealing "OH MY GOD! HE'S SO CUTE LIKE THIS! DAD! ISN'T HE SO CUTE LIKE THIS!?" and I was laughing because I often do that myself and think the same thing, minus the "DAD" part, because that would be weird. (When are one of you guys going to tell me what a run-on sentence is???) Nearly every email I get mentions Wagandstuff, first and foremost. His star power is evident and I know I've been saying it since day uno, but his attitude has got to change if he ever wants to be a model. No one wants to work with a diva who's just starting out. I tell him that. I tell him that every day.

*best/worst sentence I've ever written

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help, please

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Thu, 13 Mar 2008 17:38:27 -0700

I need help with my taxes. While I work full time for Gawks, I am freelance and am probably going to have to pay some serious moolah to the man this year. That being said, I really really really need help.

I suppose I will go to H&R Block if no one offers to help me (and I would pay you, unless you're willing to do it for free), but I am retarded with money and numbers and if the IRS hauls me off to jail, I wont be able to blog or make videos anymore and there will be two gigantic holes in the hearts of millions of people. Also, I don't know what a run-on sentence is. Clearly I'm pathetic.

If you can help me or has a friend who can help me, please email me.

mollsshewrote at gmail dot com

KTNXBAI

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nine thousand seven hundred

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Fri, 14 Dec 2007 12:18:25 -0800

Your license plate read 'w8jd6n' - m4w

Reply to: pers-509340540@craigslist.org
Date: 2007-12-14, 11:57AM PST

you were riding a motorcycle and I was behind you in the honda. I thought you were cute and so I was following you. But I saw your wallet fall out of your jacket pocket as you sped off. I went back and got it...I have your name but address was not the right one(since I went to it) and couldn't find you in the phone book.
If you see this, get back to me, and tell me your name to get it back...or if I don't hear from you...I will go shopping with the $9700 that was in there. Why are you carrying so much around? Don't you have a bank account?

carrie

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insured

nobody@vox.com(molls) — Fri, 08 Jun 2007 11:45:08 -0700

I have been driving around Los Angeles without car insurance for the last six months, which is both illegal and stupid. Today I treated myself to a new insurance policy. Yesssss! My policy costs several hundred dollars less because I haven't been in an accident in over a year. I rule.

Song of the Day: "Combat Baby" by Metric

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