March 2010
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I’m currently in the middle of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by author Rebecca Skloot (it’s a good name, right?) a completely enthralling and eminently readable investigation into the life of the woman behind HeLa cells, cells that have been used for research in every field imaginable. I’ve been in the middle of it for a few weeks, actually, but got distracted but some...
In which I realize how much I talk about Facebook...
I sound pretty lame, don’t I? Sorry, Internet. The next post will be a doozy. Or the one after if I’m not in the mood. But really, only 4 posts & 2 of them discuss Facebook at length? Work on this, Future Me. You’re fucking great and I don’t get why you’re downplaying your intelligence with all this in-depth analysis of the FB.
Love,
Margaret
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In which our hero discusses the merits and uh,...
I’ve been off of Facebook for the past 3 days now.
Day 1, known to you plebes as Friday, began with me thinking: “Huh. I wonder if I can go the day without logging onto Facebook.” About midday, my mind was something like this: “I wonder if anything good has been posted on Faceboooo-fuck.” (Yes, the extra oo’s made it into my mind.) As I lay myself to...
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In which I struggle with a stultifying decision.
I have spent the past few minutes editing & re-editing my website information on Facebook. I’m wobbling! Do I want to make this website available to the hordes of people out there aching for a stalk of my heart? (Mixed metaphors, mixed vegetables. I apologize.)
PROS OF PUBLICITY:
Comments! Possibly even positive ones! And I’d benefit from criticism.
If I leave this private...
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In which I introduce myself.
Dear Internet,
Hello!
My name is Margaret.
In third grade, my class drew pictures of what they wanted to be when they grew up. Firemen, doctors, and lawyers all. I never knew, Internet. We were given a sheet of paper with an empty box above some questions. I just colored in the box with a picture of a rainbow.
Here I am, twelve years later (oh no, twelve years? is that even possible?) and...
