Word: mines
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...never typing enough for it to be purely a result of just typing, so this causal relationship between typing and repetitive strain injury is not what I had. Someone who is on the computer 10 hours a day, just banging away, is one thing, but that wasn t me. Mine came, yes, from doing layout at the Crimson, but primarily from poor posture and, also, from stress in general." Suleiman suggests that perhaps RSIs are a matter as much of perception as positioning. "I wouldn t say I have it now," he insists. "I guess...
...only got better: celebrities were within reach, I was the devotee, the anticipation and anxiety were tangible. The impersonality of watching from a couch melted away in the midst of the bustle and excitement. I felt empowered with a control over what I saw and heard. The night was mine instead of an experience shared with millions of other people...
...officer requests our IDs. Hoping to buy my companions some time, I hand over mine first. In the middle of the exchange, Aaron has a brainstorm. He decides to overwhelm the inspector with a hailstorm of paperwork. He tosses out his driver's license, his school ID, his credit cards, even his USTA membership card from the 10th grade. Josh follows suit, emptying his wallet on the unsuspecting bouncer. The line begins to back up. People start shouting. The bouncer panics. He shoves all of our IDs back at us and slaps on entry-bands...
...audition process (incidentally the first piece of hard evidence assuring us that we are actually in line to become VJs), a complicated and unwieldy set of release forms, an assortment of questionnaire-survey-applications and a leaky Papermate pen. Written on our envelopes is our official audition number. Mine...
...Pequod, after Melville's ship, but Gordon contested that no one would want to drink at the Pequod. Instead, Gordon wanted a title associated with his native Seattle and went hunting for names in Washington state mountains. He liked the sound of a turn-of-the-century coal mine by the name of Starbo, which reminded Terry's literary penchant of Starbuck. Melville would cringe at the association...