Life
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Education Does Not Make You Smart
Flashback to the holiday season — I want to pick up a Starbucks gift card to give to my trainer (he’s got a little Starbucks addiction). I’m in Barnes and Noble and walk up to the counter in the cafe. "Do you have Starbucks gift cards?" The woman glares at me. "No," she replies, "This
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Less is More
I am exhausted. I spent a chunk of the weekend doing homeowner-ish things, like trying to finalize my paint colors (more on that later), buying light fixtures (including one that ended up being broken, which means I’ll have to haul BACK to friggin’ Ikea), dimmers, switch plates, and a towel rack and shelf for my
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Things That Made Me Giggle More Than They Should
1) The thought of naming a daschund "uni panini" (after the sandwich at El Quinto Pino, which I have yet to try). 2) The similarity between Match.com profile headlines and the descriptions of the sakes at Decibel: "round & superbly balanced," "elegant & smooth," "extremely dry with mellowness and richness."
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Meet Market
In response to my last post a friend emailed (he seems to like to do this more than posting in the comments) the following astute observation: "This is what people do in most other places, and this is why I’m afraid that NYC might be a shitty place to meet people. Here, we only meet
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Observations from Our Nation’s Capital
First of all, it is DAMN cold. I’m sure it’s even colder in NYC, so I can’t really complain, but I wasn’t expecting it. I did not pack anything that warm; I won’t freeze, but would love to have one of my nice wooly sweaters here. Second of all, people talk to you here. I
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And We’re Off . . .
to D.C. for the annual pro bono extravaganza and some socializing — mostly work related, but I’m sure I’ll manage to squeak in some non-work fun as well between the conference, the business dinners, and the Justice Ginsburg reception. On a side note, after seeing Jim White tonight courtesy of Ryan (thanks, Ryan!), I met
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Weekend Update
It’s Monday morning and I think I’ve still got one foot in the weekend. I spent a good chunk of Friday afternoon cleaning up my office — the piles had gotten out of hand. I’m looking forward to heading to work and seeing my nice, clear desk. Friday night I ate at Kasadela with John
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Settle, My Ass
I have to say that this article in the Atlantic, "Marry Him! The case for settling for Mr. Good Enough," was one of the most depressing and, in my opinion, completely off-base articles I have read in quite a while. It was written by a single mom by choice in her early 40’s or so,
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Spread Love
Just when you think Hugh is all bitterness, he springs something like this on you! And on an unrelated note, in the category of love-related articles that made me smile, this story from the Times sounds slightly familiar. As for plans, I’m not doing anything swine-related this year, just celebrating the love in my life.
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Just in Time for V-Day
Online Dating Helping Pathetic Women Get Their Hopes Crushed More Efficiently Once again, the genius of the Onion.