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Friday, 10 June 2016
The Tidying Festival
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Cleaning is masturbation for the people on Prozac. M.D. friends, I am due for a consult. In the meantime, my apartment looks spectacula...
Monday, 6 June 2016
Why I Am Like Oprah: A Response to Adam Grant's "(...) 'Be Yourself' is Terrible Advice"
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A successful writer from the New York Times says, “Unless you’re Oprah, ‘be yourself’ is terrible advice.” In a moment of deep authenticit...
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Friday, 3 June 2016
Taes Floats Your Boat
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Why I am like Jane Goodall: We both like to eat a lot of trail mix. Today is International Doughnuts’ Day. Perhaps you can relate to my...
Thursday, 2 June 2016
Performative Text Messages
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When I was seventeen years old, I watched my grandmother pull apart two-ply Kleenex on her death bed. She would rip each half into four tin...
Wednesday, 1 June 2016
The Budgie Exodus of Mile End
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The day was quite performative. But there’s lots of other news. For example, the Mile End is experiencing a Budgie Exodus. On a poster ...
Tuesday, 31 May 2016
The Performative Love Letters
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Monday Dear Erica, Yard work is among your many gifts. Love, Erica. Someone even gave me a t. shirt for my efforts. It is s...
Friday, 13 May 2016
Performative Crying in Alleys
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I ended things with my illicit and elusive texting boyfriend. I am feeling a great loss. Folks, these are our times. Grown-ups mourn deeply...
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