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In real life, “I hate you and was only using you” does not mean “I love you.”
On Sunday afternoon, I had a killer headache that rendered me unable to do little more than binge-stream Netflix. One of the movies I watched was a French rom com called Populaire. It’s set in 1959 and features ingenue Rose Pamphyle, who takes a job as a secretary with Louis Echard, owner of an insurance…
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This week, on “Get Off My Lawn!”…
There is a small bit of passive-aggressive warfare occurring in the parking lot of my townhome complex. Background information: Each unit in my complex has one single-car garage and one marked, open-air space. Visitor parking is limited, and according to our by-laws, residents aren’t supposed to use those spaces for more than maybe 2 hours…
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A post inspired by a misreading of a random blog post idea generator
So I was playing around with a blog post idea generator and misread the suggested topic as: “The best chainsaw gas stations.” Which confused me for a moment, because how is a chainsaw gas station different from your regular gas station? Then I went back and reread, and was a bit disappointed, because you have to…
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A shortcut response to jerkbag commenters on the web
In general, I avoid online comment threads and message boards, except for a few well-moderated spaces, because: rage, alternating with despair over the human race. But there are times when the reptilian part of my brain feels the urge to respond to these jerkbag commenters and their non-logic. Of late, this has been happening most…
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2/17
If I’d been better prepared, I would have posted this on Monday. If on Monday I hadn’t been busy doing fun stuff, including adding 2500 words to my WIP word count and ignoring taxes, I would have had time to write a more thought-provoking/entertaining/inspiring/whatever piece to post today. But instead, I give you 3 People…
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Stating the obvious
I missed my regular Wednesday posting. This is because I spent much time groaning, as approximately 80% of my inhalations caused a sharp pain on the right side of my chest. (I also binge-watched many episodes of Veronica Mars, which was somewhat masochistic, as I laughed at many of the jokes, which also caused pain.) But…