The aspirin are all gone. Analysis?
I rang in the new year in 1998 in NYC with my soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend Tina Sumpter, visiting her friend Sarah Rogacki at Columbia University.

I was wandering around Manhattan with a horrible headache on 31 Dec 1997, so we stopped in a drugstore and I bought a bottle of 250 generic aspirin.

I finished off the bottle this morning. Ignoring the aspirin that I may have donated to third-party headaches, that means I've had 125 headaches in 61 months, or about two headaches per month.

I find this interesting because it sure seems like I've had more headaches than that in the last five years.

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Awesome part-time job
mrrranda set up a project on the oft-broken nervousness.org called "Awesome Part-Time Job" based on this classified ad:



She wants people to illustrate what they imagine this awesome-but-ambiguous part-time job might be, so she can compile the results in a 5.5" x 5.5" zine.

Here's my contribution, inspired by TMBG:



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