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I came across this on one of my favorite twitters the other day. I meant to address it sooner, but there you are. Books are very near and dear to my heart. In fact, if I were to compile a top five list of the things most important to me, books would be in the top two, competing for top billing with a few key people. I cherish my novels and treasure my poetry. I covet nonfiction, and revere essays. My bookshelf is always full to bursting with what I feel is a well-rounded library of tomes that would interest even the most obstinate anti-bookworm. I have always maintained that everybody likes to read- those who say they don't have just not found the right book yet. This adoration and appreciation for literature being as ingrained in my being as the necessity to breath in and out, I am understandably outraged and that anyone- regardless of their convictions- would condone or participate in the banning or censorship of books. It is a concept as abhorrent to me as any evil ideal that m

This is how girls really feel sometimes. Which made me chuckle, but I suppose it is only somewhat hilarious that women are so confused by their feelings. Despite the turmoil of a workload to which I can never catch up, I feel today the old stirrings of anticipation at the thought of new material for next month. With the opportunity to request what I want to work on (even at the risk of getting none of my requests) I do feel that I have some modicum of control over my situation- a rare feeling for me in the office these days. However, it has led to some disconcerting feelings and makes me speculate that perhaps it is not always preferable to be close friends with your coworkers. There is no denying that competition is all part and parcel of the "work experience" , but to have to compete with people you want to see succeed can be debilitating and in some ways, more nerve wracking than trying to outplay someone you despise. In this case, it is simply hoping the the boss decides

I was thinking about a couple of words this morning. There is often a discrepency among people as to the correct way to phrase the concept of taking information for granted. In common language, it seems that people choose to say "I assumed this was true." Many Grammar Fantatics will argue that this is grammatically incorrect because to " assume " literally means to "take on", as in responsibility. They will say that the correct word to use here is " pre sume." I have no issues with this argument, other than that it is a hard habit to break. I like the word presume. It sounds almost old fashioned and makes me purse my mouth in a way that seems to me to be almost British in nature. But as I thought more and more about this, I came to the conclusion that I might also be okay with using the word "assume" as it is, because the way in which it is most often used seems to say, "i am taking on the responsibility of taking for granted that