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Monday, December 27, 2010

Schmeattle

Hello from the West Coast. Some say it's the Best Coast. I say they are both best.

Everybody's a winner!

So yeah, hopefully I'll take pictures. Maybe. Who knows.

It's wonderful to be with Ian & Steph. Today we're going to the Picasso Exhibit at the SAM.

Yes, I have eaten myself retarded & can only construct simple sentences.

'Til Boston!

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Monday, December 20, 2010

Creature Comforts

No longer do I save the good bubble bath.

If I want to, I sleep in my ballet tights, my big sweater from high school, and soft socks.

And I'm not ashamed to admit that I enjoy staying in, watching the Golden Girls, and doing cross-stitch on weekend nights.

Two-thousand-ten, thank you for knocking me down so hard that I had to rediscover myself and participate in activities that make me truly happy. Without shame.

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Wednesday, December 08, 2010

Just Don't Know What to Do With Myself

No Second Date. Let's just leave it at that. With this, I am 120% fine. Nice guy. Pals.

So today I was afforded me the opportunity to come straight home after work and I took it. No, I'm not getting used to it & quite frankly, I'd be bored out of my mind if I didn't have something to do in the evenings most nights of the week.

Mad, I tell you!

Instead of flitting hither and thither and all, I watched television, cross-stitched, took a bath, did laundry, and made dinner. Pretty normal, huh? I also put on Bon Iver. And wow, this is like an instant emotion bringer to the surfacer. In a good way. But it's made me feel like being quiet. Don't want to talk. Don't want to converse, rather.

Soak it all in.

Which is what I'll be doing with the rest of the evening. Staying quiet. Letting what needs to wash over me and away, or hold on to it, if appropriate. 2010 has been one hell of a year. Sometimes literally hell.

I would have said before that I can't wait for this cycle to be done with it. But the awful and wonderful truth is that it's never done. Until you're done. That decision was made for me earlier this year. And I couldn't feel more grateful for it. And now it's time for me to show some gratitude to a stripey kitty on my lap who's been reaching up to my face with his adorable, little paw, trying to get my attention.

Mom, down here.

So there I shall go.

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Monday, December 06, 2010

Paradox

Same as it ever was.

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