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A Deeply Creepy Moment I Am Not Sure What To Make Of

A pasty, middle-aged man on the subway unabashedly picks his nose in a way that hints at mental illness. I try not to look at him but of course I do. A long, diagonal string of snot clings to his upper lip. He looks back at me and stares straight into my eyes. “If you […]

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Mouseover

What a beautiful feature, the way that passing the mouse pointer over a hyperlink on the internet causes the destination where it will take you to appear at the bottom of the browser window. I believe it’s called a mouseover. So many things would be so wonderful were they only possible in life as well […]

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Buying Habits

Thoreau said, “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagine.” I loved that somewhat cheesy but undeniably inspiring statement even when I thought it was the tagline of a bank, though I was relieved to find out it was one of the great thinkers of the 19th century who had […]

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David Lynch, Inimitable Auteur

Tony from Australia writes: Hey Emily I was curious as to whether you might have seen the new David Lynch film, Inland Empire. I wouldn’t ask, but I seem to recollect, without details or context, your having made a David Lynch reference in your journal at some point. It hasn’t been released in Australia as […]

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Without Trust

I’m lying on the couch trying to read with my hair all spread out to dry, just very well situated with my pillows and a cup of tea and a nice stack of reading material all ready to go at my side, and the computer is sitting maybe seven feet away (nothing in my bedroom/living […]

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Doppelganger

The other woman in the elevator and I nodded courteously at one another. I leaned reflexively toward the buttons, saw that “L” was illuminated and refrained from superfluously pressing it, as made-up surveys claim some large percentage of people do. Looking politely up at the descending numbers, I set about sizing up my fellow passenger […]

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Christmas Morning

When I woke up at dawn on Christmas morning feeling peculiar and spent the next two hours naked on my knees puking my guts out, I was annoyed. It’s one thing to bring that kind of degradation on yourself through a series of dubious choices. But I made good choices, healthy choices. I ate vegetables. […]

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Christmas Eve

It’s Christmas Eve and the globe is warmed. We’ve been doing Christmasey things, homey things, staying in, cooking, pulling Pyrex dishes from the oven with mitts. I baked blackberry crisp, I roasted squash. I sauteed greens. Old friends are coming and going from town, guest stars on the show, long-lost voices on the intercom, suitcases […]

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New/Old

In my continuing quest to thrill and amuse you, I wrote about the middle of last week. What’s more exciting than the middle of last week? Slaves to chronology that we are in this format, it’s here.

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Agorophobia

It’s gotten to the point where I basically have no interest in going out, in the traditional sense. Either I’m filthy in a foreign country or I’m ensconced in my tiny apartment. I’m by no means a shut-in; I get out, I get around quite a bit. My day job takes me to every neighborhood […]

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