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Corporate D&D, 5th Edition
If software company positions were traditional D&D classes:
Tier I Support (Fighters, Barbarians): Front line units who spend their days engaged in combat with hostile forces, they will soak most of the company's damage. Requires both a high endurance and pain threshold. Masochism a plus. Their battle cries can be heard echoing through the halls ( Read more... ) -
Pearls
I write like an oyster forms a pearl.
I write to surround a grain of sand, an irritating thought, a memory that will not let me rest, with a smooth, shiny surface, which I occasionally cast out in to the world, or get cracked open to reveal.
People ask me why I hate my own writing. They assign descriptors to me that make me deeply uncomfortable. ( Read more... ) -
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I miss this place.
Why do I miss this place?
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You're still here
"Why wouldn't I be?"
Well...our date stamp is in Russian now, for one thing.
"It happens."
What does this place even mean, anymore?
"Nothing. Everything. The same as it always did."
Where do we go from here, though?
"The same places we always have. Wherever our minds take us."
This place is a graveyard for memories, odd reminiscent epitaphs jutting ( Read more... ) -
This Place
My god, this place was an angsty train wreck, wasn't it?
But it was my train wreck.
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The Cruisining, Part 1: The Road Goes Eventually On
I am death warmed over, encapsulated in a high-velocity projectile disguised as an airport shuttle.
Running on two hours of sleep and one fewer cups of coffee, I am in no mood for the Whitman's Sampler of humanity jammed around me. Our initial departure was delayed by an elderly cowbow's refusal to stop smoking, a stern-eyed middle-aged woman's 20- ( Read more... ) -
Eulogy
I used to wonder how long mine and Emily's story would last, in all its different iterations and incarnations. From friends, to best friends, to lovers, to being engaged, to being estranged, to being strangers ( Read more... ) -
The Three Things Chopped Contestants are Contractually Obligated to Do
I don't watch a lot of reality television, but when I do, it apparently needs to involve someone pureeing sheep's bladder. Iron Chef America, The Next Iron Chef, The Next Food Network Star, and, most beloved of all, Chopped. Staples in my televised diet. But having consumed nearly, what, five seasons of Chopped now, I have to say that certain... ( Read more... ) -
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I am trying to start writing again. Not necessarily here, although that would be nice. I need to start writing ANYwhere again ( Read more... )