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N. Ozick is an anonymous person who spends much of her time doing anonymous things, like making speedy getaways. Occasionally, there is a point. She lives in a world made entirely of Post-Its.
Ms. Ozick writes frequently for Chabad.org. I think I am going to buy a houseplant and name it Ned. I realized I needed a houseplant after my internet stopped working a few hours ago, and there was nobody around to talk to. Mostly I will talk to Ned about the word "in."
I am well on my way to having consumed the most bowlfuls of chocolate chips and frozen blueberries while sitting in front of a computer, despite the fact that I am willing to share...
I imagine it might be kind of embarrassing to admit that you've bought your Facebook friends. "How do you know all these people from the Czech republic? Can you really read their status updates?"
People can organize their budgets any way they want, but I personally ascribe to the accounting theory that a penny saved is a penny earned. Obviously a return counts as profit, but so does a purchase never made.
What with this and that, my roommate and I both decided it was time to move on. We have till the end of the month. Where will we go?
Little brothers are so handy. When they are very small they can give you a massage by walking on your back. Then they get a little bigger, and soon, they are arm-rest size.
A Once-In-28-Years Insight
I am the queen of masking tape. Labels are my forte... But there are some things that I have been trying to label for years and fallen short. Grass. Sunshine. The lovely vicissitudes of weather...
If I appear absent-minded, it is because I live in a more fluid reality
“Not often useful.” My Pavlovian response to that elegant formulation is euphoria. I think I will adopt it as my own. Things happen, and now I will be prepared . . .
I understand why she has shown little interest in learning my name, or even looking me in the eye. When you're ninety-five, "honey" will do for just about anyone. She calls the teacher "honey" too. Nothing personal.
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