Hey Guys.

My name is Emily.

When I lived with my friend Aubrey last year, we were compelled to move our workspaces not only around the house, but around the nation--we set them up in as disparate of locations as the bathtub (being located at the time in the only room in our house small enough to trap the heat of a space-heater during a deep freeze in Denver when our pipes broke), a backyard lawn tent in San Diego that Aubrey erected for the purposes of work (by day) and dance (by night), and my parents basement (located on a somewhat remote island in the Puget Sound) when we were both homeless and confused, but still employed in strange and remote ways and obligated to continue working.  I am happy to have a more conventional (and stable) workspace these days.  Here it is:

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