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Waitress Rant: Beware
I just watched a rerun of Friends in which Dr. Green, Rachel’s dad, yells at a waiter for bringing him a ’74 bottle of wine instead of a ’75 (“Everyone knows that ’74 was a sewer year! Is that what you wanted—to bring me sewer water?”) and he follows it with this charming sentiment: …
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Cover Letter Highlight: Fruit Fly Assassin
There are few things in life more irritating than writing fourteen drafts of a blog and HATING EVERY SINGLE ONE, but having to deal with fruit flies while in a heightened state of “I’M GOING TO THROW MY COMPUTER ACROSS THE ROOM” is a recipe for disaster. I’ve been fighting with fruit flies all…
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Fantasy Football with Some Extra
I’d hoped to write a blog on my four-hour bus ride yesterday, but I became so nauseated that I could do nothing except try to sleep in a Frankenstein, with bolts in his neck, upright fashion. If there’s one lesson to be learned, it’s that the Peter Pan busline is not the Dartmouth Coach. I…
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Friendship is a one-way street
I used to be that person who could only think of stories by hand-writing them first. After multiple failed attempts to draft a blog while on a ferry (without my laptop), I realize I am no longer that person. Of the five pages I scribbled in a notebook, none were good. Here is the…
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The End of Ireland
(as in, the end of my trip, not the end of the country) A Wee Bit O’ Ireland (Part III) The best/worst/weirdest day ever in Ireland continues! [If you missed Ireland Part I or Ireland Part II, please follow the links so you can feel knowledgeable.] When last I wrote, I…
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Meet Death, and Ireland Part II
I think it’s safe to say I have fallen behind in my Euro-trip documentation. And, of course, now that I finally have some time to write, all I can think about is eating peanut butter by the spoonful and going to bed. Thus, this will be a two-part entry—not for you reading it,…
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Top O’ da Mornin’ To Ya
A Wee Bit of Ireland (Part I) Okay, mo chuisle*°, here’s a wee bit o’ Ireland! *mo chuisle = a phrase I learned from a Mr. OOOOOO’Sullivan** **emphasis added on “O” so as not to be confused with Sullivan, who would be British and not Irish (!) ° I don’t actually know what…
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It’ll Only Take a New York Minute
I promised Ireland and it is written, but it requires pictures, and at the moment, I’m on a bus headed out of Chinatown that has sketchy wifi and I’m unable to upload pictures because the browser freezes every time I try. So for now, I’m going to write a current update. When last I wrote…
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Mind the Gap
It’s only appropriate that I introduce my Ireland adventure by saying that I’m writing this from London, where I have missed my flight to America, because that’s how the journey of Ireland began. At 2:30 a.m. on the morning I was supposed to go to Ireland (with a taxi arriving at 5 a.m.), I…
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Chocolate Chocolate Everywhere!
I have to come back to Ireland. (When I wrote that, I meant in the figurative, “I want to write about Ireland but not at this moment” kind of way, but it works literally as well. Ireland, I shall return! Unfortunately, there’s too much to blog about, so my little brain must start elsewhere,…
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