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I just got a super-special e-mail from the editorial listserv that goes a little something like this:

"Well I just got engaged! I can't believe it, just last year I was beginning to think i would never meet anyone. I'm 25 already and I thought it was all over. After some recommendations from a buddy I joined up here: www.imanasshole.con and after 2 weeks I was already meeting up with a beauty. Well, 14 months later and where still together and planning our marriage for later this year =)"

Anyone else barf a little? I'm taking solace in the fact this person cannot spell, and therefore will never be a successful editor.

On the successful editor front, I'm going to go ahead and proclaim that I am now officially an expert on condoms and their many varietals. 48-hours worth of careful study earns me that much, I think. I'm making up business cards...

Ran into another friend randomly in the theater district. How can I know so many people in this town and still feel lonely?

I was having a wonderful evening, exploring Midtown, looking for a place to grab a cheap dinner, basquing in the bright lights of a new and foreign land, ripe for exploring - that is, until I tried to squeeze by a couple at the deli to sit at one of the two-tops pushed together:

ME in super-polite Midwesterner tone: "Sorry, do you mind if I just squeeze in and sit there? It's just me."

Totally rude prototypical NY COUPLE, with a grimace, a once-over, and a judgy look: "Oh. Well, we were just leaving." (A woosh. Dust settling.)

I must stink like fresh air, they can't take it.

Luckily, there's one special person in my life who never fails to brighten my day. That would be Wendy, the woman on the other side of the cubicle wall, who either officially has Tourette's syndrome, or is certifiably insane, or just doesn't give a shit. She's constant R-rated entertainment:

WENDY (to her computer screen): "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!!! Goddamnmother-fuckingpieceof... what the fu-- Oh, hell no. No, fuck. AAAUUUGGHHHH! What the HELL was she THINKING???... FUCK."

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2006-01-17 10:35 PM 25, and it's all over Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) Share on Facebook	I just got a super-special e-mail from the editorial listserv that goes a little something like this: "Well I just got engaged! I can't believe it, just last year I was beginning to think i would never meet anyone. I'm 25 already and I thought it was all over. After some recommendations from a buddy I joined up here: www.imanasshole.con and after 2 weeks I was already meeting up with a beauty. Well, 14 months later and where still together and planning our marriage for later this year =)" Anyone else barf a little? I'm taking solace in the fact this person cannot spell, and therefore will never be a successful editor. On the successful editor front, I'm going to go ahead and proclaim that I am now officially an expert on condoms and their many varietals. 48-hours worth of careful study earns me that much, I think. I'm making up business cards... Ran into another friend randomly in the theater district. How can I know so many people in this town and still feel lonely? I was having a wonderful evening, exploring Midtown, looking for a place to grab a cheap dinner, basquing in the bright lights of a new and foreign land, ripe for exploring - that is, until I tried to squeeze by a couple at the deli to sit at one of the two-tops pushed together: ME in super-polite Midwesterner tone: "Sorry, do you mind if I just squeeze in and sit there? It's just me." Totally rude prototypical NY COUPLE, with a grimace, a once-over, and a judgy look: "Oh. Well, we were just leaving." (A woosh. Dust settling.) I must stink like fresh air, they can't take it. Luckily, there's one special person in my life who never fails to brighten my day. That would be Wendy, the woman on the other side of the cubicle wall, who either officially has Tourette's syndrome, or is certifiably insane, or just doesn't give a shit. She's constant R-rated entertainment: WENDY (to her computer screen): "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!!! Goddamnmother-fuckingpieceof... what the fu-- Oh, hell no. No, fuck. AAAUUUGGHHHH! What the HELL was she THINKING???... FUCK." Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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