Trade Winds

Upon leaving Trader Joe's by Union Square, you feel as though you've accomplished some great feat. You have fought for your food. You have been yelled at by angry buyers of clementines. You have dodged twenty carts careening toward you with no regard for your safety. You have waited in line for what feels like hours and you have survived. And then, back out on the street, hard-won bags in hand, you realize: all you've done is buy your yuppie groceries.

Strangely Comforting

The Hills is excellent evidence that even really, really beautiful people get treated really, really badly by their significant others.