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Dudes, I am super depressed. Maybe it's the daily slog to the bus stop in 8 degree weather (right now, with wind factored in, it's 0 degrees out! Exciting); maybe it's that January is a month of Mondays; maybe it's the knowledge that in the fifteen months I've lived here, I've applied to fifty-four jobs and had two interviews; maybe I'm ragingly homesick; maybe I'm just hungry, exacerbated by information from my dear Princess Slayer regarding the demise of Big Bruno's.

Whatever the cause, I need to cheer up. So here are some things that have charmed me lately. 

• Presti's Bakery in Little Italy, home of the best goddamn kolachky I've ever eaten. Really good pizza too. And chai lattes. Go to there and eat of the bounty.
• in the newest Captain Marvel, Carol punches dinosaurs.

• I do actually like snow. And I hold out hope of experiencing thundersnow at some point on the North Coast!
•  The libraries here are really good, have I mentioned this? There are a lot of them too!
• The Lizzie Bennet Diaries are pretty fun. Jane's impression of Darcy is one of the greatest gifts the Internet has yet bestowed.
• Michelle Obama is flawless. 
• and one thing that will make me even more depressed: Skins returns for its final series in March.

o.O

Being that I have no interest whatsoever in football, it took seeing the link retweeted about fifteen times before I finally clicked through and read this Deadspin story about Manti Te'o.

And then I read it again.

And again. Because what the fuck? What is actually going on here? Notre Dame and the man in question have released statements presenting the whole thing as a hoax perpetrated solely upon Te'o. Rumors abound as to whether Te'o was on the down-low and took the girlfriend-in-Canada bit too far--I sincerely hope this isn't the case, as Te'o is LDS and the fall-out from a) being gay and b) being outed via A TOTALLY FUCKNUTS CRAZY HOAX would most likely be horrible. On the other hand, pulling a dead-girlfriend stunt for publicity and donations is pretty gross and damning.

However this ball bounces, it'll be journalism for the ages.