I was searching for text to use in a book making project and pulled out a flash drive with my entire body of personal and saved e-mails from The Princeton Review. And boy, was it bizarre to look through all of those. Far too much evidence of love’s labor lost…
A selection of e-mail subject lines:
I got caught boogeying in the supermarket
I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
The nicest thing I can say is all her tattoos are spelled correctly
Zigga Zig Ahhh
Petulant is my favorite word
margaret edith 