I handed in my notice at work today and the guy didn’t even bother to read it– just folded it and place it in his shirt pocket like an unwanted receipt. told everyone I was leaving to become a poet a superhero a spy a nazi– nobody blinked. then marie walks in asks what happened

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SIX WARNING SIGNS OF A TROUBLED RELATIONSHIP (REMEDIES INCLUDED) By Shiva Lila, M.A., ASCAP 1. The Locks Are Changed Nearly Every Time You Return Home This has happened to three friends of mine. Ironically they were all born in Pittsburgh and strangely enough they are all women. On the bright side you can know this

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Zombies never sigh. Or roll their eyes. Zombies are never hurt by a rejection from Ploughshares. Not even the third one. Unlike certain right-wing commentators, zombies do not deeply admire their own courage. Zombies never direct movies about beautiful young people learning important lessons about life and love. Zombies are not, as Neal Cassady would

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Dear Mr. Webster: Let me start by saying it is certainly not my intent to appear brazen, or to burden you, rather to humbly draw your attention, purely out of duty, to a grave and considerable error I found in your ninth edition. Although I do not recall why I delved into my volume, that

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The secret life of Jon Favreau, the President’s wordsmith wunderkind. 9:05 a.m. — Breakfast at the White House. WAITER: More coffee? JON: Thank you, thank you very much. I dine here today, humbled by the task before us, grateful for the breakfast you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by the White House kitchen

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