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It feels sad.

Attempt, like, um, Twelve?

Okay. So, I made this account today, literally moments before I shot this video on my silly little webcam. And I was about to put into silly little windows movie maker, but I decided that maybe I'd just post it as it and someone who actually kind of knows what they are doing can do something interesting with it.

The main problem is that I'm not saying anything particularly interesting to begin with. I'll work on that for the future.

I would sort of like to be the vlogger (am I using the Internet-word word correctly?) that Sloane Croesley would be if she were a vlogger...and also me...yeah.

Don't say plain ol' mean things, I'm just trying this out.

Peas and love,
S. Keats
All over the world today, there are approximately 6,720,500,000 chairs specifically designated for use in the office workplace. Of those, about 65,320,400,000 are equipped with wheels. Yet the origins of this unique piece of furniture are rarely brought to attention.

Though patented in 1923, desk-bound workers have been attaching make-shift wheels to chairs since the late 19th century. These early versions were cumbersome and more of a novelty for employee's amusement than an tool for increased mobility. In 1914, the Catholic League...

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The Author, Her Story Hannah Rosenbaum moved to New York with half of her graduating class. She had a degree in journalism and a cat who was named Lola. She wrote for some magazines and had a roommate and a post office box. She was happy. When her grandmother suddenly died, she went home. Home was in New Jersey. She sat shiva and took care of her parent's house. She spent a lot of time with the cat, Lola, who she had smuggled on the train in a large canvas bag. She meant to stay for a week at home, but she stayed for three. Before she...
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The Author, Her Story


In the third grade she did a book report on Number of the Stars. While other kids were making shoe box dioramas and glue stick posters, she wrote a page-long poem about the heroine's beating heart in the rocking boat in the dark night hiding from the shadow-clad Nazis. She got an A and a sticker and her mother hung it on the fridge.*At Beth Shalom Synagogue, the sixth graders put on a fundraiser play every Mitzvah Day with varying degrees of success. Though her brother, two years her senior, had put in the...
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A lot of things were different than Tessa had pictured. The house should have felt homier than the apartment, not false and excessively cheery like it did. Micheal should have been keeping more regular hours and more money with his new job, instead of going out with the boys sporadicly throughout the week and leaving Tessa clueless as to when we was coming home. The only thing that was as perfect as Tessa had envisioned was Jimmy. At eighteen months, Jimmy was everything Tessa had dreamed of in a son, and she doted on him...

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Jane’s StoryBySara KeatsACT IScene 1The scene shifts in time and space fluidly, andthere are no set changes. Anya is simultaneouslytelling stories at the children’s library and inconversation with Jane at various points in theirrelationship. Jane functions as a narrator andspeaks to the audience directly, as if she weretelling a story like Anya is, only to adults, notchildren. She too often breaks off to conversewith Anya, ignoring the audience. *Italicsindicate a character speaking to other character,non-italics is to the audience or...
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