January 2009
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i have mono. i’ve been in bed since thursday, pretty much. i’ve had lots of weird dreams. one in which i was playing softball and told the thirdbaseman — who was a boy — to “hug the line a little tighter you big jerk!” i had another dream that adam bought me a blackberry and i kept saying “but i don’t even know how to answer the phone!” ...
What’s your name? Tyler? Tyler’s a douche bag name, we’re...
– Mal, hypothetically quoting me if I were ever to be her best friend/henchman on the Bachelorette. I’d help sift through the assholes with a cigarette and a dry remark in hand.
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Six Word Stories
So I found a journal from last year where I’d written a handful of six word stories (inspired by Hemingway, of course). All were dated October 28, 2007.
Who will talk? Nothing to say.
…And then the cup was empty.
“But I never slept,” she said.
Old makeup. Same bed. Good morning.
“No one likes ideas … You’re quiet.”
You bore me without a drink.
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I love fashion; I love playing with ideas of representation and how we declare...
– Fashion Writers: “Fat” People Lazy, Shiftless, Poorly Dressed [Jezebel.com]
Tversky and Kahneman conducted the following experiment:
When contemplating the purchase of a $25 pen, the majority of subjects would drive to another store 15 minutes away to save $7
When contemplating the purchase of a $455 suit, the majority of subjects would not drive to another store 15 minutes away to save $7
The amount saved and time involved are the same, but people make very different...
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