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My uncle died tonight. Waiting to hear more...sending love to his wife [my aunt], his son [my cousin] and my cousin's family, and to my Mom [sister of my aunt, Mom is with her right now].
I love you...
My uncle died tonight. Waiting to hear more...sending love to his wife [my aunt], his son [my cousin] and my cousin's family, and to my Mom [sister of my aunt, Mom is with her right now].
I love you...
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12/21/2007 06:04:00 PM
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Pretty much the only version that doesn't make me want to stab an icepick into my eardrums...
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12/20/2007 10:40:00 PM
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12/20/2007 10:50:00 AM
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There is a guy on our floor who whistles. Compulsively. Constantly. Tunelessly. He's a really nice guy...I guess he doesn't even realize he is doing it most of the time. I've mentioned the open floor plan at work, right? And sadly, the pitch of his whistling rips right through headphones and straight into your cerebral cortex. There is no ignoring it, try as you may.
I finally had to be a total meanie and ask if he could please stop...I felt so awkward, but then afterwards, I got three emails from other floor denizens thanking me. :^)
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12/19/2007 05:09:00 PM
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A co-worker just came up to ask me something and complained that "more and more people on this floor are wearing headphones". Go fig.
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12/17/2007 05:07:00 PM
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Broke down and bought some "smokin' ear buds" from Skullcandy...very glad I did. Some amazing noise reduction for small in-ear headphone buds, and the three different rubber earpieces let you choose your comfort and noise-killing level [the tighter the fit, the less noise that gets through].
Looking forward to using them to minimize the ambient noise at work...
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12/17/2007 01:54:00 PM
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Facebook has open floor plans...no cubes, no walls, just desks spread out over the floor. Drives me crazy...noisy, no way to truly concentrate when you need to, no way to talk quietly on the phone, no shelves or places to put reference materials. Headphones are your only option for privacy, and those don't filter out everything.
There is such a thing as too much community...
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12/17/2007 09:29:00 AM
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I laughed the first time I heard it, but the more I think about it, the more I like the word "bromance". It kind of captures that deep platonic connection and love that you can find with someone...it's meant to refer to two guys, but I think it can be used independent of the gender of the folks involved.
I like.
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12/16/2007 07:00:00 PM
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