I had great expectations for this weekend. Great in that I had high hopes for my ability to Get Things Done. And on Saturday, I did indeed Get Things Done, wherein the Things involved mostly a buttload of (fucking) laundry. Esteban observed me trudge up and down the stairs with heaped laundry hamper after heaped […]
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So January. I haven’t railed about how much I hate the month of January yet, but just so you know, I totally hate the month of January. If the calendar were up for a kick ball game, I would grudgingly pick January last (after trying to pick the made up month of Hexember and then […]
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Tuesday, January 11, 2005
On Sunday, we woke up early. Actually, Esteban woke up very early, went to the bathroom, then came back to bed and woke me up with his moaning and subsequent trips to the bathroom. Poor boy was sick, abysmally so. We weren’t sure how it happened, because the only thing he’d eaten on Saturday was […]
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We just had one of those weekends in which people who are not married or disdain things which are twee would certainly puke. I understand this and sort of feel that way myself, except that it really was a lovely weekend and what kind of diarist would I be if I started untweeing the twee, […]
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Thursday, January 6, 2005
I’ve been driving Esteban’s Concorde a lot in the past few weeks, as my car has been at the dealer on a weekly basis, for the critical repairs of a leaky transmission line, at which time they ordered a replacement middle speaker (because the Violent Femmes laugh heartily at Chrysler’s wimpy little Inifiniti speakers), which […]
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Wednesday, January 5, 2005
We all have seen the heartbreaking pictures and read the accounts of the devastation in the Eastern half of our planet. I can’t imagine what it’s like. I mean, at this point, there are 150,000 people who are gone. Just gone. One of the unfortunate aspects of being a sheltered American is that we often […]
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There was a new guy barista today. This one looks like Luke Wilson but with a better nose and teeth. This morning, my sister Mo visited my desk and said ‘So, I went to Starbucks today.’ One of my Christmas presents to Mo was a Starbucks gift card. You see, I know that she is […]
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There is a disturbance in the time/space continuum. In my bedroom. Every Star Trek geek just perked up their ears. So here’s the deal. Esteban and I both share a massive thing about being on time. If it is possible that we will not be on time, we both start to show signs of physical […]
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I just went downstairs to wash the load of (fucking) laundry that I had previously washed and left in the washer to acquire basement funk. In fact, it’s the third time this particular load of clothes has been treated to a wash cycle. I will probably forget about it before the evening is done. Theoretically, […]
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I spent the entirety of the weekend doing as much nothing as I could possibly muster. That was sort of a novelty for me, as I specifically avoided planning anything, having been fantasizing about unending stretches of slacker time. However, the entire time, I was bothered by the niggling feeling that I should be doing […]
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