Saturday, April 06, 2002

...if my analysis of the position is right
At the end of the tunnel there's a glimmer of light
Folks, there may be a little bit of movement on the job front. It's nothing concrete at this point, but given the absolute absence of activity in the employment arena prior to yesterday, it's something I'm thrilled to see. This development is still somewhat amorphous and therefore very jinxable, so no details until there's some solidity.

Keep your fingers crossed for me. I can use all the positive energy I can get.
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Wednesday, April 03, 2002

Anyone who's known me for more than a couple of weeks has likely heard my rant against the fashion industry and what their arbitrary, harmful edicts do to the self-esteem of women, especially American women. If you're ever talking to me and I seem about to launch into that particular tirade, just let me know you've read this piece by the Slate's Emily Nussbaum, and I'll let you off the hook.

(Again, via MetaFilter. What can I say? They're on a roll this week.)
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Monday, April 01, 2002

Newsweek has a fascinating and surprisingly favorable (for them, anyway) profile of Bill Clinton and his current activities in this week's issue. Love him, hate him or just mixed up about him (I usually fall into the last category, with heaping helpings of the first), he always makes for interesting reading.

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Sunday, March 31, 2002

Happy Birthday to me

Happy Birthday to me

Happy Birthday, dear me

Happy Birthday to me

Another Easter, another B-day: believe it or not, this is the second time my birthday has fallen on Easter Sunday. This time it's not such a big deal, but last time was virtually devastating. It was my 21st birthday.

Let me tell you, the party possibilities for a newly-minted legal drinker in a small college town on Easter are not copious. I did finally find a liquor store that was open, but given the fact that I've looked 25 for most of the last 20 years (according to some sources), I didn't even get carded and thus have the joy of proving my legitimacy as a purchaser of spirits. But the champagne I ended up getting was a lovely way to ease into the ranks of the alcohol empowered nonetheless.

If you're so inclined, think of me when you raise a glass today. I'm always glad for the good vibes.
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