Word: periodicity
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...some 35,000 customers, from programmers to Elvis impersonators, have filled out their profiles, eagerly awaiting an offer they can't refuse. Unlike traditional auctions, though, bids aren't binding--there is more to picking a new boss than simply finding the right salary. So once the auction period ends--anywhere from one to five days--an accepted bid sets the stage to close the deal. "It gives you a starting point," says David Braverman, of Woodmere, New York, who runs a marketing agency and, after a week on the site, is putting final touches on a project with...
...during summer. Curricula are suspended, schedules are freeze storaged and it is time to live without consideration or consequence. Necessarily then, those inconvenient anti-epiphanies of a life done wrong, usually kept at bay by the tropes and traps of the ordered day, take the liberty during this nebulous period to enlarge their presence in my life. Opportunistic bastards...
...stop, ever-changing flow of strangers. We band to navigate the foreign landscapes, bond to negotiate the lonely timespans, and then each one gets on the train to shuttle off towards more people to whom to say goodbye. It doesn't stretch the imagination any to view this period as a microsection of real life. Hey, you want to do the Great Wall with me today? Hey, you want to marry me and bear my children and chart our futures together...
...writer's luxury to pre-empt you with the information that you are being mistaken, and worse, typical. The reason it doesn't seem wrong to comb a strange country gathering email addresses you will never in good honesty use is because you have already set that time period aside as an anomaly in the normal flow of your life. But while your rules are altered, your conduct is aligned with the way you have always lived, whether you will admit...
...blame that on the summertime, when I am forced by ambiguous occupations to kill the time jotting down scraps of thoughts that no one wants to know or believe. It is all the fault of this artificial period of cancellation of accountability. I cannot wait for the rush of things-to-do descends again, and the right, wrong or sad ways I live a life are obscured by the whats, whens or wheres that pass...