I sometimes blog with a deadline. My partner, that shall not be named in this post, gives me keywords and a deadline.
Usually, I’m quite capable of incorporating the keywords in my inane blabbering, but sometimes I’m stuck. This is such a time. The only moderately sane sentence I’ve been able to come up with is: I hope Boston resumes the tradition of huge tea parties. Except that it’s sopposed to be resumes, the noun, and not resumes, the verb. I guess once doesn’t constitute a tradition, and to be honest, it never seemed like a very nice party anyway.
I’m all in on the resume front, though. I’m about to start thinking about getting a job. (How’s that for a resolute resolution…), and maybe I could get some pointers. On resumes, not Boston. I’m sure it’s a great city, but the commute would do my head in…
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