Yesterday, I finally relented and called my doctor, because you know how I resist doing that. I’m never one to call the doctor. Or cause a fuss. Anyway, he insisted I get an x-ray of my toe, because apparently if you let it go, occasionally something hellish could happen and all of a sudden Scarlett …

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I did many things this weekend, but one thing I did not do was much sleeping. Internet: Why, Joon? Joon: Noneya, Internet. On Friday afternoon, I was toiling at m’desk when the phone rang. “WHAT.” I thought, as I am cheerful and elegant about being interrupted when in a flow. It was my doctor’s office. …

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“I have to blog,” I just told my mother. Not that I have a blog. When I’m visiting her, I always emphasize how, if I’m writing, I don’t like to be interrupted. Ruins m’flow. “I know you have you write, you’ve told me and told me,” she said from her perch in the living room. …

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I’m only writing at you because it’s our day. A few years back, when I sat next to my boss, fmr., he and I got into one of our 408-minute discussions about Things That Didn’t Matter and gee, I wonder why they split us up. That day, the discussion centered on what did Billy Jo …

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I knew I was going to a party yesterday afternoon, so I planned my ensemble in my mind so that I could do my freelance work in peace. I showered, did my hair, put on my kabuki makeup