Bagpipes and raw fish
Sunday was a wonderful day. I slept in, as much as the cats would let me. Which wasn’t much, but still, I wasn’t ruled by the alarm, so that has to count for something. (…)
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May 1, 2000
May 5, 2000
Overwhelmed and swept away
Work has been hectic…but then again, what else is new. Too much to do, and not enough time to do it. (…)
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May 7, 2000
Singing in the rain?
ow to spend a rainy Sunday:
When one of your best friends asks if you would be willing to help another friend move and you don’t know this other friend at all, don’t even stop to ponder the fact that you are volunteering to help a perfect stranger lug boxes around. (…)
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May 10, 2000
The tie that binds
I flew to Washington to baby sit my niece, because my little sister had surgery yesterday.
She had a tumor on her ovary. (…)
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May 12, 2000
The telephone tolls for thee
My phone moved at work. And so I had to follow it. This was infinitely better than the previous time, where I moved, and my phone didn’t. (…)
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May 17, 2000
Doors and windows and tile, oh my
I met with a builder on Monday night. He wanted to know things like my favorite window manufacturer, and whether I preferred composite over tile roofs, and what type of wood I like best. (…)
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May 22, 2000
Letter to Richard
I once told you that the thought of marriage scares me - that it is so final, so permanent. (…)
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May 26, 2000
Mirror, mirror
“It’s a size six day.”
She was sitting with a friend, eating lunch, and she leaned over, a triumphant smile on her face. She sounded so proud when she said it. (…)
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