Assume that you could be a victim. Twisting the keys to start my car required use of both hands. But they're not going to Washington, D. Check into the ergonomics of your office. Rather, why not try protecting your skin naturally with the popular Sun Care line from Kiss My Face.
Pulling a chair from my desk caused me to wince. It's yet another case of Google putting pressure on corporations. "In a futile attempt to do more than is possible, the brain paradoxically reduces its ability to think clearly," Hallowell writes.
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If the tenor of Gore's campaign had been embodied by the style of his concession speech, rather than by the essence of stale Milk Duds, I'd have flown to Florida to vote for him twice. Just a little too late.
I couldn't hold a coffee cup.
Outside the office, I've recently retreated into a sensory cocoon, preferring long walks and longer naps to more traditional forms of entertainment. I can't remember the last time that I chatted with a colleague when one of us wasn't simultaneously monitoring a half dozen other electronic communications.
I figured that I had the problem licked. Assume that you could be a victim. Yet, incredibly, I had experienced no symptoms at all before this happened. If Hallowell is right, then I may be one unwitting victim of the first computer virus that a human can catch. They may even go to North Dakota and new Mexico, to California and Texas and New York. So it quickly became crystal clear to me and to my doctor that things had to change to prevent permanent injury. I installed a keyboard tray at home and at work. He may retain his human dignity even in a concentration camp. I found a more ergonomic mouse.
Would your readers like to offer suggestions? We don't just need better campaign strategies; we need campaign proctologists. Our blood pressure goes up, our middle fingers twitch, our teeth grind, but we don't allow this beastliness to get to us. I gave up all unnecessary typing, including this blog, and stopped commenting on other blogs while I waited for the swelling to subside.
Would your readers like to offer suggestions? "In a futile attempt to do more than is possible, the brain paradoxically reduces its ability to think clearly," Hallowell writes.
I figured that I must be doing something right. Pulling a chair from my desk caused me to wince.