Year: 2004
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Conversations from the Crepe Place: Proof that if I'm homesick I can be the biggest bitch.
Saturday was rough. I mentioned as much. Sunday was brighter in my head, but not outside. Today, I feel refreshed and ready to embrace. Partially because Missy is coming to visit me on Friday, partially because I went to yoga three times last week, and partially because being so damn depressed all the time really…
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Morphine
Lately, I have been missing New York, well, the east coast in general. So much so, I think about it nearly every waking moment of my day. I’m not sure what it is, or why it is, but it just is. It feels like someone yanked the plug and let the water out. My head…
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Share time, time to share.
I was tidying up my server the other day and found a story I wrote many years ago (I think three). It was in Quark, just sitting there. This was partially responsible for my having started this Web site. Toby said, “You should start a Web site and talk your nonsense and put up pictures…
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Not the chicken.
When I was 6 something was brought into our household that would change my life in many ways. Sure, my brother was born around that time but his birth hardly compared to the VHS Machine my dad brought home from Sears. I remember it well. The beast was black and had more moveable parts than…
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Days of Yore
A year ago today I apparently managed to piss a few people off. So much so, I deleted the entire first post and put other words in its place. I’ll never know what it originally said. Two years ago today, I did not post. (Probably should have done that a year ago as well, could…
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Where are you now?
A little over a year ago I had nothing to say so I decided to ask anyone (who might actually be reading this) where it was they were reading it from. I had fun with it. I even created a map. And guess what? Today, I’m at a loss for words again. Lately, I have…
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Mind the Heart.
(Also, mind the longest post ever written). I sat at the bar waiting for Toby, sipping a beer and reading my book. While I’m not usually drawn to the bar at a restaurant, I found myself sitting there. For me, a very intricate (sometimes unconscious) desired seating arrangement is put into place while out to…
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Concrete Capitalism
Ok, so I’m gathering that no one really wants to just GIVE me a dollar so I can save up for a new retainer. And that’s cool. I got over it. It took a few days, but I think I’m fully recovered. Booze helps. But booze costs money. You see my dilemma? Anyway, I was…
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