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Behind closed (bathroom) doors

The first time, I assumed it was an anomaly. The third time? I’m not stupid: the reason the third-floor women’s bathroom smells overwhelmingly like vomit at 3:15 p.m. 466 more words

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Am I wrong / for thinking out the box from where I stay? Am I wrong / for saying that I choose another way?

In my Health Comm. class last week, we were engaged in a discussion about studying “fringe” populations, and whether more funding should be allocated to research rare-but-horrible diseases vs. 450 more words

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Another day at the office

Responding to student emails on my laptop from a shaded bench by the campus library = what “work” looks like for me now.

Thank you, Past Heather, for being fearless and making scary choices. 13 more words

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Soulmates

All last week, I was the only moped to park in the motorcycle parking area near my building on campus; little Skylar made company with a dozen real-life, badass, intimidating cycles. 193 more words

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And for God's sake, brush your teeth!

Note to Self: I have got to stop eating popcorn in bed right before I fall asleep. I mean, as of today, I’m a teacher for chrissake, and waking up in a minefield of errant kernels does not scream “Go mold some minds today, wise sage!”

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Home cookin'

But what happens when you have two homes? You represent both.

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One of these things is not like the other...

What happens when Heather assembles IKEA furniture by herself?

#homeownership

#ihateIKEA

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