July 9, 2004

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opportunity cost analysis

I want “more.” Oh dear god, you’re asking to be dumped. New Yorkers are picky and accustomed to getting things their way. We haggle. We talk people into things and try to own power—the ability to get others to submit…
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July 8, 2004

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chick flicking

I was ecstatic. It’s like Christmas Eve or a day at the amusement park without lines. A chick flick premiere does it for me every single time. They’re formulaic; you know absolutely 100% how it will end before you even…
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July 7, 2004

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role playing

I can sing, I mean really belt it.  In high school I was a lead in Oklahoma.  Ado Annie—the girl who can’t say no…ahem, don’t go there. In the musical Annie, can you believe I was cast as Ms. Hannigan…
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July 6, 2004

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little miss independence

View more black and white hamptons pics >> So here’s the thing. This weekend was a smattering. There’s no way to capture it in words without confusing you into a squint. So look at the pictures first, then you’ll still…
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July 2, 2004

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wasbands & wives

"I learned a lot." People say as they reflect on a hurtful past. What should we say? I was curled in fetal position for so long on the bathroom floor, that when I did actually sleep, I dreamt in bathroom…
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June 30, 2004

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I will

I will miss the Aimee Mann concert tonight because I’ll be packing.  I ought to have packed for the Hamptons last night, but I was too busy unpacking my intestines on the bowl all night.  Naturally, you’re thinking "TMI, Stephanie!"…
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June 29, 2004

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playing favorites

So it never comes across on my site: my addiction to food. Okay, never might be pushing it. My friends know. They raise eyebrows when they see my chockablock kitchen jammed with equipment, and near trip over the stack of…
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June 29, 2004

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nothing but time

View photos of the Shops at Columbus Circle Time is a luxury and a curse. When I’m soaked with it, I tend to feel heavier, drenched by the weight of it. Knowing there’s expectation. There are conversations when your time…
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