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You Go Number Two, and I Do Too
I once had a friend who endlessly swore to her boyfriend that she never went "number two." Never,...
Clean Shower Tile, and Other Ways to Tell If It's Love
I have no game and, if I really like someone, am likely to embarrass us both. It's an unfortunate...
2009: the Year of Silly Little Dreams
For a lot of people, New Year's Eve means dresses, high heels and cocktail parties. For those of us...
Adventures in Relocation: Psychological Regression
Now that the madness of moving has calmed down a bit, I've had an opportunity to think on a slightly...
It Can't Always Be Dead Poet's Society
When you imagine a classroom, you may picture a room filled with the cherubic, innocent faces of...
How I Survived the Holidaze
I've heard rumors that the holidays are supposed to be relaxing. Rumors, I say. Allegedly, there...
Staying Quiet, Out of Respect for the Dead
While most of my work with the obituaries involves simply editing and formatting them, occasionally...
Our Little House on the (Big) Prairie
My husband barely had a chance to dump his bags in our apartment when he returned from his first...
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