My parents, I mean. After, like, a decade of divorce. Because they sprung that on me last year while I was in California, half-heartedly trying to conv…
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So Ernie, how was your year?
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I’m going to stop writing in second-person, at least for this particular email. I want to thank everyone who has sent nice notes and text messages for …
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“It’s been a while,” you say to yourself. “A long while. You should probably write something, so they know you’re not dead.” Dead. Dead. I mean, you me…
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When mom called for her daily phone call a couple of weeks ago, I told my mom I finally found a job. "Good, because I was praying for you,” she says. M…
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Translation: Losing Face
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You don't post much to this newsletter, because there aren't really that many new things to report. You didn’t apply to any jobs last week. You also kn…
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Ernie: Hey, JavaScript. JavaScript: Oh. It’s you. E: Yeah. So it’s been a while. JS: Oh. It has. E: I’m sorry I’ve been away so long. You know how it g…
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Man, how bad could it have been, you ask yourself?
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I misspelled "values" on purpose because I'm a terrible son
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keywords: job hunts, screenwriting, mild PTSD
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In which I've been pronouncing the lunch place I go to wrong all this time
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