The dreariest goth can only hope to express despair as deeply as people who force themselves into whimsical activities no one actually enjoys. Have fun at the “balloon retreat,” Jen, whatever that is—I never want to know what goes on inside your head.


The sweetest thing about LARPing is that with all that time you spend running around in costumes in the woods, sometimes you stumble upon a real-life dead body and then you get to make out with someone for real.