| I just knew it was only years before this service would be created. Eek!
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| It's 5:30 am and this definition lies on my Google homepage:
ennui: a feeling of weariness and dissatisfaction arising from lack of interest.
I totally read the last word as 'internet.'
Obsessed?
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I did it! DFM's first e-zine issue is complete. Download it; it's free and chock full of inspiration.  |
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Freaky? Oh, yes.
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| I went to the bank today, where the line was tremendously long. Really long. Like Sony PSP release morning long. So I took a deep breath and filled out my deposit slip, dropping it on the electronic deposit box on my way out.
And then I saw her. A blonde, middle-aged overweight woman who was fanning herself and sighing uncontrollably. As if it was too hot for her to stand in line anymore. As if the masses of people were making her brain explode into claustrophobic madness.
As if the SINGLE check she was fanning herself with would bring her boiling blood back to room temperature.
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