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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
An overly aggressive open letter to the guy in the sales dept.
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You work upstairs. I work downstairs. You drive me absolutely nuts. To the point where I don't even want to go to the upstairs office....
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Sunday, October 24, 2010
Punctuate My Love
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Sometimes, reading old love letters is painful. I can't help it - I just linger over every misplaced comma, cringe at all the misused co...
Sunday, September 26, 2010
The Purple Tablecloth
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Today while packing up at Kaplan's free practice test event, I folded a purple plastic tablecloth. I concentrated on the ridges alread...
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
The sound of pants
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In my mind, I'm the tragic heroine who suddenly goes blind but surprises the world with her supernatural hearing. But really, I'm ju...
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Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The body language of emails
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I obsess over emails, not necessarily over their content but rather the delivery. Sentences full of shpelling mistaks, LOL, or .....? I ...
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