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Carrie (a close friend from high school) came to visit me this week. We hadn’t seen each other in ages and it could have been completely awkward, but it wasn’t. It was easy. It was like we hadn’t skipped a beat, as if our 12th grade English class had wrapped up weeks ago instead of [...]
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I got me a “Second Life.” And it is trippy as hell.
You see, I have a tendency to go a little Link Crazy. I’ll be on a site that’s pretty routine, one I visit almost every day, or just a random info page on wikipedia (‘Pig eyelashes.’ Are they really white? I must know!), and [...]
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Yesterday’s Guardian had an article in it about blogging and how the role of the ‘critic’ is evolving. The main points were that 1) these days pretty much anyone can make their (informed or otherwise) opinions available for public consumption, and 2) even the more established, respected critics now have to contend with a torrent [...]
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ten days in…
…to the new year, to my latest new beginning; to everyone’s latest new beginning, I suppose.
Very little has changed. So far.
I was lying on my couch late last night, staring up at the ceiling, buried in a mountain of cushions, my mind wandering. Gradually, I realized I was making a repetitive, high-pitched noise that might [...]
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This is mortifying to admit, and when I did it, I promised myself no one would ever have to know, but the fact of the matter is that when I started this site, I bought a book online entitled No One Cares What You Had For Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog.
I shit you not.
I [...]
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hardy peasant stock
One of the many perks of coming from hardy peasant stock is that I don’t often get sick. (Other ‘perks’ include a set of seriously no-nonsense childbearing hips and the implicit knowledge that, should famine ever strike, I can count on my brute strength and fat stores to see me through to the other side, [...]
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bacon is dangerous.
I don’t know if this happens to anyone else, but every now and then, for no particular reason, I get an uncontrollable urge to try and channel me some Martha Stewart. So last week, on an otherwise bright and innocent morning, I cooked breakfast. I had someone over and I decided I was going to [...]
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Guy Fawkes was an “English soldier and member of a group of Roman Catholics” who tried to blow up Parliament on November 5th, 1605. He failed.
So now, every fifth of November, people all across England go batshit crazy and have big bonfires and burn Guy Fawkes effigies and set off fireworks. Presumably, they are celebrating [...]
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I spent half the day today trying to clean my room. I got to the stage (you know the one) where you’ve spread everything out to the point that your floor is but a distant memory, the stage we all know and dread but agree is a necessary hurdle, the messier-than-when-you-started stage. And there, at [...]
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