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Short, infrequent notes inspired by my professional life. Saturday, January 25, 2014. Happy Anniversary, old friend! And I was going to be the first in my friend-group to own one. I remember that even with a student discount, it cost an arm and a leg. When I brought it into work to show my boss and colleagues, they all laughed.