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My Water Bottle Has A First Name

Because of my natural stinginess, I have been known to refill plastic water bottles several times after draining them of their commercially inserted contents. This is not a fancy new idea—I believe others have done it before. Nevertheless, I am … Continue reading

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Solving The Heat

Word is, the mercury’s pushing 100° today. Of course, that’s outside. I am, as I often am, inside, and in here it’s more like a breezy 89°—so brisk I’m bundled up in slippers and furs. Of course, 11° doesn’t make … Continue reading

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Imaginary Time!

I’m writing this at 1:57 on July 1, 2010, but because I meant to write it yesterday—in order to bump my number of posts for June up to a whopping pair—I’ve backdated it to June 31, a day that never … Continue reading

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I’m Hungry! I Think! Also: Wednesdays

It’s nasty out, a twisted mixture of rain and snow whose combined effect is like having the city sneeze on you over and over again, and I think the cold has frozen my stomach. I’ve had nothing to eat today … Continue reading

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Bleeeeeach! (Not Bleach, Mind, But a “Yuck” Noise.)

As an important early step in my new internship, I’m doing a break room taste test. It should have serious implications in my caffeine intake for the next few months—obviously the benchmark by which any part time, unpaid employment can … Continue reading

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A Tragedy Of Glassware

I’m not embarrassed to tell you wonderful Internet people that I have a typewriter. I am, however, slightly embarrassed to tell you about what I just did with it. In order to iron out the kinks in a script I’m … Continue reading

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Way To Go Mom!

This Friday, a happy ending to a previously recounted sad, sad story. A few weeks ago I maligned the loss of a coffee spoon, a cheap (but vital!) plastic doodad which was apparently pitched by an overeager houseguest sometime during … Continue reading

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Beverage Shock

This weekend I made iced tea and almost got arrested. Apparently the last few weeks spent in the south did a rotten job of preparing me for life back in New York. For one thing, although hundreds of romantic comedies … Continue reading

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Idiots To the Left of Me

Two long blocks from where I live in New York, there is a bar called d.b.a. Although their name is short on capital letters, their menu is long on booze and the bar itself is chock full of pretension. It … Continue reading

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This Time, I Am The Broken Flower

I managed to shatter a cup today. Prepping tea, I was carrying the mugs to the pot—as yet empty, thank goodness—and, operating under the common delusion that I am Wilt Chamberlain, decided to palm them both in one hand. One … Continue reading

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