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Reid Campbell
Hey, mine wasn’t terrible
Millie Morris
Yes, Reid, it was T E R R I B L E You essentially had the abstract from your most recent paper in there Women don’t need to know about optic neuritis until, like, date four Ok, here’s Chris’s: I am divorced, 29, six foot three, and a professor of Che, and Cal football
Reid Caot to ot toabout himself
Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio
Wait why is that intro bad? I don’t get it
Reid Ca Shaylene transfect her cells?
Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio
Shit
Alex Ra with your boss
Millie Morris
Chris took the less-is-more approach Alex, you took the all-about-me approach I can assure you that the execution is equally offensive for entirely different reasons Ed, yours had like 700 typos
Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio
I hate to break it to you but so will 90 of the profiles out there Most people are doing all this on their phones
Millie Morris
I am so old
Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio
Maybe you should write them for us
Millie Morris
Uh, PARDON?
Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio
You’re good at this shit and you obviously care more that they’re ritten
Reid Ca the organized, well-spoken woman to your male chaos
[Stephen (Ed) D’Onofrio has left the chat]
Reid Ca this, but he has a point
Millie Morris
UGGGGGGH
Reid Campbell
Please Mills? I’ll buy you lunch
Millie Morris
You owe me lunch anyway
Reid Campbell
Two lunches then You can wear your elastic waist pants tomorrow
Millie Morris
No
Alex Ramirez
Please Millie
Millie Morris
No
Alex Raood idea Mills
Millie Morris
No
I sense that victory is near—Millie is just about to break—but I’s My s up the screen In the photo, she’s standing on the wide front porch ofher worn denim shirt and rubber boots up to the knees of her khaki pants Her long gray hair is tied back with ribbon We’ve always had an easy relationship, o, at Christh the fae mood or the impulsive decision that I was an adult and therefore ready to also be a confidant—she told me about nearly all of her marital woes Not only did I have to hear her frustration that my parents barely have sex, and how Dad never tells her she’s pretty anye of panic when she started speculating that Dad was having an affair with the woman down the street, a forty-year-old artist nas found in her yard: twigs, leavesrodents