Month: February 2005
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February 2005 Books
Well, I am sorry to report I didn’t read much during February. Is it because people keep asking me to go out and have fun with them, thereby cutting in to my valuable reading time? Is it because I insisted this month on reading a lot of non-fiction, historically not my strong suit? I do…
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Glazed And Amazed
My housemate J organized a trip to Glazed and Amazed this afternoon. This is one of those paint-your-own pottery places where you go and choose an over-priced unfinished slab of crockery and then get ceramic glaze all over yourself while eating grapes, if you are Chiara, and drinking wine, if you are everyone else in…
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Cherry Blossom Time
There’s something in the air with me lately. It’s been absolutely beautiful (if chilly) the last couple of days, with bright blue skies, as apparently Seattle and LA have switched off weather patterns for the time being. The cherry trees are starting to bloom a little…this morning on the bus I even saw some petals…
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”Two fingers! Two fingers!”
Last Wednesday my friends Peter and Tracy let me know that they were going to be up from Eugene for the long weekend and that they’d very much like to spend a night on my purple futon. We (and a bunch of other friends) had been talking about it for a couple weeks but no…
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48, 4:15
I finish my book at the bus shelter and spend some time flipping back and forth between the chapters, as though I’m picking up the crumbs from a muffin with a wet index finger, making sure I haven’t missed anything. The bus is late. I have an appointment in an hour and I have to…
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All Kinds
Oh, it is so COLD outside! I just got back from a great bellydance class at which I wore my awesome red bellydance skirt, which could be charitably described as so awesomely bad-ass that it has won national and international awards in both the awesomeosity and bad-assery categories, and which also involved some delicious Dilettante…
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Catalog of Events
I’ve noticed that several of my journal entries lately…those that I have been bothering to write, as it’s come to my attention that I’m not posting much lately at all…have to do with my rather healthy fantasy life. When I’m not thinking about houses I seem to be off pretending to be a rock star…
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Why Not Own?
Sometimes I think about owning a house. I think this is because I am turning thirty in six weeks, just one day after my beautiful birthday twin Monique. That’s what people in their thirties do, right, they own houses and talk about mortgages and scheduled gutter cleanings…after which, as Bertie Wooster would say, they have…
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Whatever Happened To That Breakup Mix?
It’s been what, five months since I talked a big game about how I was going to create the The Greatest Breakup CD The World Has Ever Known, right? Sorry for taking so long with that. Don’t laugh at me, but it’s been a way more involved and personal process than I originally anticipated. I…
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Songs On My Walk Home
I get off the bus at the library and stand patiently in the checkout line with my holds. It’s so pink and gold and gorgeous outside…and light! Light at 5:00!..that I decide to walk home instead of catch another bus. My bag feels pleasantly heavy on my shoulder and I fish the iPod out of…
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I Hate Latin Dance Aerobics
Damn, I hate Latin Dance Aerobics. I spent all of yesterday’s class hating it in a deep, wide, broad, richly textured way. I hate the new bright white horrifically ugly shoes I got to wear to it. I hate that everyone in the class is twenty. I hate that I am the only one who…