This morning hath begun the day that diets forgot. First off, it snowed. Not a little bit of snow, something that one could use a clever meteorological euphemism with, like “a light dusting” or “a little winter frosting”. No…. this was more like “the big dump after a night of heavy drinking and mexican food […]
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Wednesday, March 20, 2002
Oh my good lord. I almost took it to the ring with Esteban’s grandma Gen. The same woman whose own son Ward chose going to Vietnam rather than spending another moment with. I mean, can you imagine ‘Hmmm’. People trying to shoot me’ or life with Mother’ easy pick.’ I can hardly blame him. The […]
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I adore sushi. I adore the way that it’s so neatly packaged. I adore the the colors. I know I’ve written an entire entry about how much I love sushi, but I felt it needed to be reiterated. I have California roll for lunch today and I’m eating it with my fingers. So much for […]
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Here’s a beauty tip: want to achieve the soft glow of exfoliating sugar without the exorbitant $18 price tag? Loofah with industrial grade sand paper. Same thing. Oh man, nothing wakes you faster than the scraping off of layers of your skin. Although, I do have to admit… my bod is soft and supple like […]
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This weekend was one of those long languorous weekends that seem to never end. Of course they do end, though. That part sucks. Friday night, Esteban did Esteban things. I ensconced myself on the sofa and watched AI, which I admired for ‘filmanship’, if nothing more. My college film professor’s voice kicked into overdrive as […]
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I think I have a brain fog. Like in Joe Versus The Volcano. Only I have no really attractive luggage and Meg Ryan doesn’t show up in various forms of bad hair. This morning, I woke up with a start, having just had two variations of my Reoccurring Nightmare. I’ve had that damned thing for […]
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Two bits of disturbing news yesterday. First, if I had decided to stay in Atlanta to see Tuesday night’s opening performance of Rent, I would have likely been traveling northbound on Highway I-75 on Wednesday morning. We were on that very stretch of highway roughly 24 hours previous to that terrible crash. And that section […]
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Wednesday, March 13, 2002
It had to happen. It’s not easy for a relationship to be so perfect for eternity. Some might think damn well impossible. But it’s finally happened. The magic is over. I can’t go on with this charade any more. I am no longer in love with my Monte. We’ve had a good run’ two and […]
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Wednesday, March 13, 2002
So we both woke up yesterday at 3:30, after sleeping on the world’s most unyielding bed. We were both stiff and groggy. I made myself a breakfast of my leftovers of Chicken Parmagiana and then Esteban ate what I couldn’t (Maggiano’s’ where one meal feeds four people). In retrospect, it was far too early in […]
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So Atlanta. Some more. Sunday, Esteban and I went out in search of “fun things to do”. My list included “go eat Southern famous food”, “see Stone Mountain” and “Do something Civil War-ish”. I also wanted to see the Centennial Park downtown where the bomb did or didn’t go off. First thing was to go […]
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