the archivist February 9, 2008

I have a friendship (not a particularly close one, for reasons that will soon be obvious) fit for an old-school sitcom. This girl usually runs into incredible streaks of luck, but also can’t help bragging about it. It often comes across as patronizing. If Fred Rutherford was a naturally-size-0, designer-obsessed, 26-year-old bubbleheaded PhD student, it would be her.

She keeps winning Amazon gift cards on, a Publisher’s Clearing House rebadge of Google’s search engine. And now I really want to win from them, too. I just keep missing it though.

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