The Lying Matrix
Our karmic continuum of dishonesty.
Photo Credit: Plamen Petkov
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LITTLE WHITE LIE
Thanks for sprucing up our shared office with that Anne Geddes calendar.
Who hasn’t been to Prague?
I floss every day.
I was reading The Economist . . .
Of course I saw Amistad.
I had a deviated septum.
It’s the biggest one I’ve ever seen.
PANTS ON FIRE!
Yes, I tried rebooting.
The temp - whose last day was yesterday - did it.
I’m working on a screenplay.
I forgot my wallet.
It must have gone right to spam.
Gwyneth and I used to hang out in prep school.
I almost died once.
YOU’RE GOING TO HELL
So bummed I can’t come to the wedding, but my grandmother passed away.
That was your yogurt in the fridge? I thought it was just free food.
As part of my thesis, I spent a summer in a Kenyan village teaching blind orphans Web design.
David Bowie could be my father.
I grew up in a mansion in Grosse Pointe/in the slums of Compton.
The client will only meet me for three-hour lunches, and she insists on making her final decision in the shoe department at Nordstrom.
I’m half Cherokee.
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