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Good morning lovelies.
For the past hour, I have been staring at some things that I have written that I would really like to share with you. Easy enough, you say. NO! It is always important to consider the power of the internet to take innocent enough pieces of writing and turn them against you in an impressive coup of your reputation (this is especially important to consider when marketing yourself as a business communicator).
However, I would still like to offer you the chance to read two pieces that I hold near and dear to my heart. As much as I'm completely over Facebook, they're available on my profile in the notes section. If you are interested, just add me and read away. Otherwise, I will consider emailing them to you upon request.
Why do I love these pieces so much?
Well, the first sums up the rowdy, alcohol-infused year of my life where I shared an amazing apartment right in the centre of downtown Halifax. Plus, despite its crude subject matter, it ended up in the hands of the first person to offer me a paid writing contract. Here's the intro:
Beware accidental nights out
Thus far, I have experienced three nights out that can be defined as truly accidental. I know this sounds like the prelude to an elaborate excuse for why I get belligerently intoxicated, but bear with me, it will all make sense.
Yes, we all have those Thursday, Friday, Saturday nights out where it’s decided that drinks will be had, clubs will be hit and pizza corner will be visited. Dome regulars may add Wednesdays and Sundays to this list. If Mondays or Tuesdays are involved, you are both my hero and sick. The rest are all regular, healthy nights out. We all have em, love em and no one gets hurt.
ACCIDENTAL nights out, are completely unplanned, usually stem from perfectly innocent coffee plans and ruin at least the following day, if not the next two or three. These nights are extremely dangerous for all participants yet still manage to put even the most carefully-planned night of clubbing to shame. For me, warnings signs of an accidental night out are working too much, agreeing to hang out with a friend after work without definite plans, missing supper but assuming that I can handle one drink, or going out for one drink with certain bad-influence friends.
Here is the latest and best example of a true accidental night out and the damage that they can cause. Names have been removed to protect participants from any further consequences from this epic adventure.
The second is an open letter to some of the ignorant folk still left in the world. Feel free to be ignorant but please be so kind as to keep it from impacting my life. Thanks. No excerpt available or necessary. Roro and Red Mojo, this one is for you.
That is all for this morning folks. Sorry for the secrecy but it's worth it - I promise.
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Well, I can see why you're over facebook! I went there and signed up for it, so I could read your piece. It found you and roro and some others right away, I clicked add them as friends, then it asked me who I wanted to invite from my address book, I clicked skip it. Then I got out, came back here clicked your link, and I said I can't read your stuff, until I add you as a friend, so I clicked friends and said I don't have any! That was very sad news for me. Then I asked to find my friends but it wouldn't find anyone who is already on facebook, like it did the first time, it only found the contacts that it wants me to invite to join!
Maybe you should just email me the darn thing!
So I just added you as a friend and it took me FOREVER to find you because my school has so many freaking Boudreauxes. Are you by any chance related to some Cajuns?
I really enjoyed the first snippet about accidental nights out -- haven't we all had them? -- and look forward to reading the rest.
RM: So sorry. That was my fault for directing everyone to Facebook then leaving to walk the dog versus actually accepting the friend requests. It should be fine now!
Stylish: I am definitely part of the Acadien clique. All those Cajuns were deported from Grand Pré here in Nova Scotia way back in the day. There's your history lesson for this afternoon :)
I'm a big fan of open letters. Especially open letters to ignorant people. They tend to diffuse my rage (the open letters do, not the ignorant people. The ignorant people are generally the cause of the rage.)
Open letters to ignorant people make me happy :)
I'm going to check out your Facebook later on when I get home from work. I blog and work but can't bring myself to facebook yet...go figure!
Alright, you have been sufficiently friended. Both writings completely intrigue me.
Also, i'm a huge fan of accidental nights out.
OK, you've been added to my FB. I can't wait to read these!
so. remember that conversation we had a little while back about my boss and the correct and incorrect uses of the word "impact" (and its variations)? that whole thing has had serious consequences on my life. especially since, as it turns out, people use that word all the damn time (including in this post). it's kinda like accidentally hitting the little red panic-button-of-doom on my car, which makes me run in circles, screaming and crying. only it's all happening, like, inside.
that is all.
Sleeves: please be so kind as to keep it from having an impact on my life.
Better, no?
i don't even know if that's right! or better! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!
- sleeves
Bahahaha let's make my comment section our personal chat-room forever. Let's add that to our list which includes learning how to spell the N-word that implies sickness, and figuring out the difference between enquire and inquire.
ah, accidental nights out. i have nursed many a horrific hangover as a result of this.
Ooo! Secret "friends only" posts! I feel so effing cool right now. And those posts were AWESOME. Thanks, Ben!
Thanks Ben, Good stuff, although I reserve the right to curse you later for making me join facebook!
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