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  • Dipped in a Memory, Wrapped in a Dream... In other words, Nostalgia. I usually avoid this sort of thing on my weblog, but this one seemed nice. I think I'm trying to burn off as much excess emotion and mental sacchari…

  • There's Apparently Something About That Name I have a huge crush on a guy named Michael, who owns and operates my favorite wine shop. Granted, part of why it's my favorite wine shop is because of him. I have what for …

  • Just a Few Old Memories Before I start tonight's post, I just want to say that I hope all of you have the Happy Holiday of your choice this week. I had a wonderfully pleasant Christmas. On Saturday, I discovered what …

  • What I Wouldn't Give... Sometimes, it's really hard to be gracious about things.

  • Bitter Cold It's been almost too cold to be a pedestrian lately. This morning, by the time I walked from the bus to the office (about 3 1/2 blocks), my entire face was numb from cold. I walked in and said, "I can't fe…

  • Why It Matters The last time my heart was broken, two and a half years ago, one of the two promises I made to myself was that I would never fall that way again. My exact phrasing was, "I don't care what they say, a sma…

  • But I'd Do It All Again I've never said that after a break up before. We ended our romance last night. Far and away the most painful thing I've ever experienced. I've never loved that way before; I've never been love…

  • Back Where I Was Born To Be I suspect that it will be coming to an end soon. I think we're both reaching our breaking points, and will end the romantic entanglement. Hopefully in such a way to allow us to remain frien…

  • It's Not That I Forgot the Pain... I haven't felt like this in over two and a half years. I had grown accustomed to having a lot of control over my emotions. This hit me from out of the blue, and from an unexpected s…

  • Jingle This Quick note regarding the eight inches of snow that was dumped on Chicago Thursday night. As I was trudging through the snow to go to choir rehearsal that night, all I could think was, "'Dashing through the …

  • Not-at-Homebody Let's see...the number of hours I've been at home and awake in the past 48 hours: 2. Total number of hours I've been at home: 7. And today is another full day. But I'll probably be home by 9:00, and I…

  • Social Butterfly After some considerable thought this evening, I have reached a conclusion. What I'm doing and my ability to remember what I'm doing have parted ways. I'm choosing to assume that this reflects more upo…

  • Battle Lines In just about any job, certain alliances are formed with colleagues. And, in just about any group, regardless of size, you end up with at least two groupings. I am in a great department. There are five o…

  • For the Record Playing Minesweeper while drunk is not actually very fun. Just so you know. Ow. I just hit the doorknob. With my nose. It hurt. Be good. For me, that ship has sailed. EDIT: And chocolate is yummy.

  • Raising the Bar? Insofar as it is possible to have a "personal best" in debauchery, I far and away exceeded my personal best last night. I'm not even sure I can match last night again, let alone surpass it, so it will …

  • "Stop Apologizing" Friday was my first day at the new job. It was also my predecessor's last day. So, the idea was that she could train me on certain things and show me the ropes. It went a lot more smoothly once she…

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