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The boredom dissipated. Now, I'm happy with my privileged little yuppie life again.

Current idle line of inquiry is a motorcycle. Given my bizarre love of speed, it's probably right up there with licking public toilets on the list of hot ideas. I'm told given my already intimidating stature, that a helmet and padded leather jacket make me look like an evil Transformer, which I...
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Man am I bored, which isn't a good thing. Stuff usually ends up on fire when I'm this bored.

I was rejected by the MBA program today. I've never been rejected by a college, so I'm a little unsure how to take this.

Of late, I seem to be telling stories like an old man. I start to say something, and then try to pin a year on it. When I finally get a year pinned down, I end up saying something like, "That couldn't have been three years ago." Then I stare off into space and consider if it really was three years ago. Eventually, I shrug...
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Woke up at about nine and made my way leisurely to work by half past ten. I listened to Houses of the Holy on my way in and fell madly back in love with Zeppelin.

At work, I finished a project that I'd been working on for a few months. That was a good feeling.

Then I found out that it was one of my...
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I woke up early to get ready for the MBA interviews. I got dressed in my new blue Burberry polo shirt and khakis and some okay shoes. My stomach wasn't feeling good, so I eschewed the granola and yogurt I normally have for breakfast. My slight nausea wasn't from nerves, because I'm never nervous when it's game time--only in the in-between time leading up to...
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I read an article on The Smoking Gun today about a girl that was being tried for putting Clorox in her rival's Mountain Dew so that she could become the lead in the high school play. The other girl didn't drink the doctored soda...because it smelled like fucking bleach. The most interesting part about my reaction wasn't horror at this terrible thing she'd done; it...
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These days, I find myself smiling at things quite a bit. I've always got a song to sing under my breath, and I can listen to the intro to Isaac Hayes' "Walk On By" over and over. I don't even get mad when people are screwing with me, which seems to just infuriate them. Which in turn amuses me no end. It's not a bad...
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I am returned. I figured out how to grill bacon-wrapped sea scallops and gained a profound enjoyment of DJ Danger Mouse's remix of Jay-Z's "Dirt Off Your Shoulder".

Business school interview at the end of the week.

My quest to become calm, quiet, and gracious all the time proceeds apace. I'm a tiny bit more rolly-polly than I wanted to be at this point, but I understand the stress of work makes me eat poorly and not exercise. I'm taking a vacation, though, so I should be even calmer when I get back. Other than that, my life is, as always, exemplary....
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It's not really surprising that all I need to wash the stain of a crappy day away is a good peanut butter and cherry sandwich and a glass of milk. It's not surprising, but it is a nice thing.

Calmer and quieter now. I may be becoming a student again soon, so I've been idly calculating what equipment and supplies I'd need for a run at graduate school. Work is irritating, but I'm learning a lot about the way I see the world (in short: I'm not usually very fond of individuals, but I have a soft heart for people in general). I have...
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