5 Times Your Favorite Blogger Sold Out And Wrote Listicles About Food!

Well, well, well. Here we are, on a fine whatever-day-I-schedule-this-to-post. And here I am, trying to shit out some content. I have a giant list of things I’d like to write, but they all require research or actual critical analyses or watching something and boooooooooooooooooooooooo I don’t want to do real work right now! But I do want to write. So here I am. Writing. A thing. I guess.

I’ve made a resolution to post more often in the new year. I’ve burnt myself out in the past by exclusively planning posts that end up being suuuuper time-consuming. So part of this resolution is to kick back and write some fluffy, easy posts every once in a while. Maybe a few quick listicles now and then.

…Then that word listicle triggered something in my brain. LISTICLE. It makes me think of shitty BuzzFeed content, or those websites that make you click through penis enlargement ads before you can find out which 90’s celebrity you are based on your zodiac sign’s mother’s birthday.

Most of all, it reminded me of…SP00N UNIVERSITY.

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DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!

I hope they don’t find this post. I’m going to replace the OOs in sp o on with 0s so that they can’t find me through the wonders of SEO. I don’t know what I’m afraid of, exactly. It’s not like they’re my employer. I just don’t want them to, like, bitterly delete my wonderfully trashy listicles.

Let me explain. In college, I studied television and film. At first, I thought I wanted to make television and film, but then I realized I mostly just wanted to write about television and film. I expressed this to a roommate, who then excitedly told me that she had found a hot new website called Sp00n University. Basically, it’s a website that gets college students to churn out food related content for ~experience~. You know, like an unpaid internship. Or as I like to call them – scams!

In order to write for them, we had to start a chapter at our college. We even had to do a little interview over the phone in order to be in charge of the chapter. We forced invited our friends to join, and we were on our way. Little did we know, though, these guys at Sp00000n were going to request A WHOLE FRIGGIN’ LOT OF CONTENT. Essentially, they wanted us to treat it like a whole ass job. A whole ass job where we didn’t get paid nor did we get any school credit.

So we panicked. We panicked and wrote some absolute trash, and then we quit because it was dumb as hell. Wanna read some of my trash?

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The Flashing Lights Say You’ll Be Okay: Depression, Binge-Watching Television, And The Importance of Fluff

This is something I wrote a few months ago that’s a little off-brand for this site. I’m not throwing any anime reactions pictures into this one because…well, it’s not about anime at all.  I actually wrote this during a rough patch and wasn’t really sure where to put it. Finally, I’ve decided to post it here. You might not be able to relate to the specifics, and maybe you’ve never seen the shows mentioned here, but I still think that there’s something important here that someone might find themselves in. Trigger warning for depression and suicide mentions, but I promise this is an optimistic post. I’m leaning away from all that doom and gloom these days. Anyways, enjoy this personal slice of my life.


So, here’s something kinda crazy. I think I’m going to be okay.

What made me, someone who has been dealing with depression for a veryyyyyy long time, finally come to this conclusion? Well. I marathoned NBC’s The Good Place today.

That probably sounds like I’m being hyperbolic, right? Like I’m saying, “this show is so good, it will cure your depression!”

Well, I’m not doing that. It’s just what I did today, and it’s what made me realize something very important.

I’m being vague. Let me get a little more specific.

I’m having a very hard time. Sometimes, I forget that I’ve been having a very hard time for a very long time. I’ll have little periods where I’m doing okay, and then I’ll have loooong periods where I’m doing very bad. When I’m doing bad, I lose sight of everything else – I forget about the more lucid times and I forget about the millions of other times I’ve felt bad. More importantly, I forget that I’ve always gotten through feeling bad.

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