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Dear Private Practice, | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Dear People who carry Golf Umbrellas, →. Dear Private Practice,. February 26, 2011. Oh yes, I. Watch rather low-brow soap operas masquerading as prime-time TV, you don’t know the half of it. What of it? I’m self-aware, I know that some of my TV habits are just trashy. What? Don’t judge me! Vodpod videos no longer available. That part didn’t bother me. Because of it.). Pingb...
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Dear Brides-to-be: | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Dear inconsiderate drivers,. Dear Organized Religions of the World: →. May 11, 2011. And their families/friends). Here’s the thing. I hate wedding showers. I will not have one and I will not go to yours. To all my fellow 20-somethings, I encourage you to join me in my revolution against wedding showers. I’ll lay out my reasons below. And so, I give you…. People suddenly get...
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Were you people raised by wolves? | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. On “womyn”. Were you people raised by wolves? December 6, 2012. I’ve probably complained about this here before, because it’s one of the most irksome things that I confront on a near-daily basis, but have we really devolved as a society so much that it’s become acceptable to constantly pollute other people’s silence with noise of your choosing? On “womyn”. Follow “obs...
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Dear Woman at Work Tearing up the Kitchen Looking for Skim Milk: | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Dear People Who Find Me Humorless:. Dear America: →. Dear Woman at Work Tearing up the Kitchen Looking for Skim Milk:. March 1, 2012. Yours in milkfat,. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Dear People Who Find Me Humorless:. Dear America: →. 2 responses to “ Dear Woman at Work Tearing up the Kitchen Looking for Skim Milk:. March 10, 2012 at 10:07 am. Hyperbole and A Half.
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Dear People Who Find Me Humorless: | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Dear Woman at Work Tearing up the Kitchen Looking for Skim Milk: →. Dear People Who Find Me Humorless:. November 21, 2011. Yours in Somewhat Righteous Indignation,. Blursed is a portmanteau of blessed and cursed. Ok. It’s not a real word and I made it up. But I like it, and I don’t know of a real word that expresses exactly that. If both the Bard of Avon. You are commenting...
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Dear Idealist.org, | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. On “womyn” →. Dear Idealist.org,. March 30, 2012. I desperately need a job that better than the one I currently have and I often turn to you in the hopes of finding that job. It’s increasingly difficult to get myself to turn to you when the idealism has been beaten out of me. There’s no chance you could change your URL? Yours in un(der)employment,. April 3, 2012 at 1:45 pm.
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observations of the absurd | If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. | Page 2
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Newer posts →. Dear Stop & Shop,. August 18, 2011. Thanks for the killer deal. It was truly tremendous. Thanks for looking out. June 20, 2011. Good luck and godspeed,. Dear Organized Religions of the World:. June 8, 2011. This idea came to mind when my youngest sister when offered bottled water waved it away, pointed to her reusable water bottle and said (sort of jokingly) ...
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Dear hipsters: | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. Dear Stop & Shop,. Dear People Who Find Me Humorless: →. October 20, 2011. Yours in utter, unironic despair,. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Dear Stop & Shop,. Dear People Who Find Me Humorless: →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Were you people raised by wolves?
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About Me | observations of the absurd
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Observations of the absurd. If these stories were of my creation rather than observation I would contemplate a life writing fiction. So a little intro. Graduated from College in May ’07, now a law student at a NYC law school where I have abundant opportunities to observe absurdities. 3 responses to “ About Me. June 16, 2009 at 12:42 am. Do you still remember me? I couldn’t forget you, and everytime I take my threads to make a new bracelet, it reminds me of you. I hope you were fine! Notify me of new comm...
