Month: November 2005
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The Room
The Writers Room is empty. I’m used to this certain sound when I sneak back here to check my cell phone or see if someone emailed — this sound of laughter bouncing down the hallway from the other end of the building, calling me back, letting me know that I just missed out on something…
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The Damn Millionaires: Be Sure Your Sins Will Find You Out
Song: “Brand New Year” Okay, technically I’m not listening to this album right now, because it’s on its way to my house. But today’s the day my friends’ album drops (I’ve always wanted to be able to say that), so you need to go buy it. I bought four. No, really, I did.
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an actual holiday weekend
This is the closest I’ve come to work in five days. The last time I took a break from work for more than part of a day… I think was my honeymoon. My honeymoon was also the last time I read a whole book in a day. Which since yesterday? I did. I missed the…
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really? really?
I was all set to write the cute little entry called “cancelled/not cancelled,” which was about my pro and con lists for what might happen with the rest of my year and into April, based off of what ABC wants to do with Hot Properties. It involved visiting friends, reading books, getting an oil change,…
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go outside
I hadn’t. In two days. Which is what just made a co-worker and I feel the sudden and compulsive need to run relays back and forth down a long, deserted hallway. Oxygen? Rocks. She was hella fast. I kicked her ass on the sprints anyway.
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written by…
Last Friday was a big day. I arrived at the office early to write email. My phone rang. “Pam, you have a delivery.” At the front desk, there’s a delivery of roses in all different colors. It’s beautiful. Suzanne says, “Now, I’ve had some experience with this. I really want these to be from your…