(Flashback to the day that finally came, Part II)
Thanks to my jump charges, I was able to squeeze a Google Maps out of my phone.
September 7, 2011
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August 27, 2011
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Flashback to the day that finally came –
– or maybe three days before that.
Even though I wasn’t giving the presentation until Monday, I decided to take a flight out to Chicago Friday evening because every time I’ve traveled for work in the past and have been at the same table as the person in the hot seat, I’ve had really bad experiences – I mean, food poisoning, chronic nausea, cold sweats – you name it. Everywhere I’ve gone, something has always been said about how unwell I look or been done about how unwell I feel. Continue Reading →
August 23, 2011
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“Consider a certain night in August…
Princess Leigh-Cheri was gazing out of her attic window,
“Does the moon have a purpose?”
she inquired of Prince Charming.
(her pet frog)
Prince Charming pretended that she had asked a silly question. Continue Reading →
August 21, 2011
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more thoughts on the Smoothie of Death
my delinquently delayed response to D’s very thoughtful comment to Part II of OrAngE cArrOt kArmA: Smoothie of Death…
Though I did make silly my story, there’s no doubt that this was a serious situation – and for the days that followed, I was actually a bit depressed.
I can’t lie – the thought of my possibly dying was not far from my mind. Continue Reading →
August 17, 2011
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working on it
So I’m sitting on Metro North, en route to work when I’d much rather be sleeping or writing all day to tell you all, all of my thoughts, and this woman across the aisle from me has been on the phone talking brainlessly about sweet Fanny Adams for the past 30 MINUTES without taking a breath. Continue Reading →
August 8, 2011
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deadmouse
thought I’d share this little tidbit of joy.
I went into the office this morning to check in with my boss and set up shop for my two surviving interns. Moving out of my apartment has been a tortuously perpetual process and, being nearly two weeks behind schedule, I’ve conceded to hiring movers and using one of my oh-so-very cherished vacation days in order to “do this thing” (since no one seems to work on weekends anymore).
Long story short, I’m taking a half day vacation day today – and a half-to-a-whole tomorrow – to gettirdone so I can’t spend much – if any – time sharing much else other than what happened this morning before I checked out for the day. Continue Reading →
August 6, 2011
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oRaNGe CaRRoT KaRMa >> part two: Smoothie of Death
As I ASSume you figured from my last post that “waiting it out” turned out to be neither viable nor prudent.
Shortly after the Benadryl handoff, the two bigwigs attended to matters at hand and a coworker was instructed to “watch” me. She set up shop to the right of my desk, leaning against my anarchic bookcase. “This happens to a friend of mine when he eats pineapple,” she assured me as she slid down to the base of the paper jumble.
I nod.
“The only thing you have to be careful of is your throat closing up,” she shrugs. Continue Reading →