A Letter To My Family_Ford's Final Nightfall_Joie de Vivre_Tech-Power
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A Letter To My Family
In a previous life Jessica had a family. I don't mean a pre-historic life, or incarnate as Queen Alexandra, et al. I mean five years ago. To Jessica, however, five seemed more like ten or even twenty years. It, and they, felt as if they were that distant within her innermost being. How, Jessica wondered, could I completely wipe www.onedoor.ccout a huge part of myself, as if only having existed in my imagination? Was I a physician in a previous life skilled at cutting off body parts? Evidently, Jessica realized, forgetting was pretty easy to do, and forgetting, without needing a silly physician's skills, see...
Ford's Final Nightfall
The heat from the pan as I worked on my chorizo helped against the chill of the winter night. For February, it was freezing, and I only turned the heat on enough to keep the pipes from freezing. I figured that there would be plenty of activity to keep me warm after dinner, and I didn’t want excessive sweat to ruin that moment. I hummed while I cooked. This Valentine's Day was my first time spending it with someone else. Usually, I worked and went home to sip on wine and spend the night with my trusty battery operated boyfriend. This year, I’d set up his house before he arrived home from work....
Joie de Vivre
“I live my job. I wake up and think about it, I talk to people about it, I use it to give meaning to my life, I understand the world better because of it, I complain about it pretty frequently. While all of this gives me perspective, it also hinders my objectivity regarding my profession.So, when I was asked to give a speech about my job, I decided to take a break to maybe collect my thoughts and experiences over the years and come up with something that was relatively coherent.I would like to begin by defining my line of work to the best of my abilities:On business cards, my job is commission...
Tech-Power
I put down my solved Teraminx on the marble and gold table. For some reason, people think it's hard to solve. With about a week of hardcore training I can now solve it in about 2 minutes every time. It's cake.I hear knocking on the front door. I rush downstairs and look through the peephole. It's mom. Cold version. I quickly open the door and she rushes in, as a big gush of wind from the blizzard hits me and I shut the door."Good heavens Mike. You still want to go sledding?" she asks, shivering as she speaks. I nod. I can bring my new coat and my newly sewed mittens. "Ok," she replies, and str...