That One Time I Got Struck By Lightning
This morning in San Jose, the sky was ominous and dark and the rain fell in sheets. As I stared out the window of our 10th floor office, I saw a flash of light in the sky…
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My Hellish Commute Is Turning Me Into She-Hulk
I have never not commuted. Nearly every job in my adult life has taken me at least 30 minutes from walking out the door to plopping my slightly frazzled ass into an office chair. In fact, most…
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How to Be Uncool: A Lesson from Lester Bangs
Have you ever had the feeling you just don’t fit in? That’s like asking me, “Have you ever had a craving for meatballs and sauce?” I don’t understand the question. Who hasn’t felt this way at one point…
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La Douleur Exquise
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about lost potential. I know that I have a long professional career ahead of me. I know that I’m extremely lucky to not only call myself a writer, but to…
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How Do We Feel About Seasonal Decor?
Once upon a time, in a duck-stenciled kitchen in a country house, a woman named Bev decided that she was going to make the holidays extra festive. She hung mistletoe and garland and threaded popcorn on…
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I’m Going Off My Antidepressants
Yeah, I said it. For reasons unbeknownst to me (but perhaps knownst to you), there’s a huge stigma against psychiatric medication. You’re never supposed to admit that you’re taking pills for a mental illness, an addiction,…
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Reliving My Youth One Dave Matthews Band Concert at a Time
A couple weeks ago, Caryn, one of my very good friends from college, hit me up with a message that made my day: “I’ve got two tickets to Dave Matthews in Mountain View…wanna come?” It had…
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Bad Mood Rising
There was a full moon on August 29. Usually I give no weight to astrological bullshit, but there’s something in the air, and the after effects are lingering. I’m feeling sour and snappy, and I know…
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I Feel Old
Before you even have a chance to form a judgmental thought, I want to cut you off at the pass. This is not a fairly youngish person complaining about how OLD she is. Oh GAWD, 23! I’m…
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Why I’m Not Having a Second Child
I’m ready. I’m putting it in writing. Lucas is 4-and-a-half years old. We have just the right amount of bedrooms. He’s one year away from kindergarten and long out of diapers. It’s time to make the announcement…
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