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last updated 01/21/06
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Lived a few places, hope to live in a few more. I have met a bunch of wonderful people and hope that pattern continues. (I also have a fondness for parentheses.)
Willie Nelson's "Cowboys Are Frequently, Secretly Fond of Each Other
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"it's fun"
fun song...though the song has been around a bit, nice to see a "major" artist release it.
recommendation posted on Sun, February 19, 2006 - 4:48 PM
Sunday Morning
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Sunday...with the day ahead, and not a clue as to what I am going to do. I really need to fix that.
Stupidly enough, I didn't really do anything yesterday or last night. I didn't even give serious consideration to doing much of anything, and ...
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I feel like my head is going to explode
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I don't know why, perhaps it is just extreme cabin fever, but I sort of just want to blow up. Not necessarily yell and scream at people, but something that expends immense amounts of energy and involves leaving the house.
another saturday morning
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If I wanted to wake up with someone, I should probably get out of the house on Friday. Last night I wasn't feeling up to a bar, so I opted for bed instead.
I need to find something fun and exciting to do on weekends, but first I need to brea...
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...and I still haven't figured it out
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Thank goodness they sent me a message explaining how to get around. Even with it, everything seems topsy-turvy.
One more week at my downtown temp job, then back to Fluke for another 6-9 months. While I am a bit tired of the constant stream of...
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Sunday...with the day ahead, and not a clue as to what I am going to do. I really need to fix that.
Stupidly enough, I didn't really do anything yesterday or last night. I didn't even give serious consideration to doing much of anything, and that is probably inexcusable.
I did read an Edmund White essay in the McSweeney's 18, where he writes about hustlers he has known. I am guessing it was an autobiographical essay rather than a short story, though the "I" in the narrator could very...
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I don't know why, perhaps it is just extreme cabin fever, but I sort of just want to blow up. Not necessarily yell and scream at people, but something that expends immense amounts of energy and involves leaving the house.
Sat, January 21, 2006 - 5:37 PM
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If I wanted to wake up with someone, I should probably get out of the house on Friday. Last night I wasn't feeling up to a bar, so I opted for bed instead.
I need to find something fun and exciting to do on weekends, but first I need to break the monotony of my current routine. Amazing how ennui establishes itself.
Sat, January 21, 2006 - 9:01 AM
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Thank goodness they sent me a message explaining how to get around. Even with it, everything seems topsy-turvy.
One more week at my downtown temp job, then back to Fluke for another 6-9 months. While I am a bit tired of the constant stream of jobs, it is nice to actually be working again, rather than just looking for work. The temp stuff will eventually lead to something, and if it doesn't, it is better for my resume than not working.
I think I need a boyfriend.
Fri, January 20, 2006 - 6:12 AM
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Of course, in the life of a temp, one switches jobs, sometimes very frequently. Yesterday, Kelly called me, oddly enough, they have something over at Fluke. It sounds good, and if things work out, it will be great.
On the other side of life, where I try to live rather than just exist, the notion of Chuck's around the world in a sailboat excursion is beginning to be of interest again. Since his boat was damaged in the hurricanes that hit florida a few years ago, I don't know where that a...
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