the fact that it’s nearly 12:30 and that i’m still awake must be a testament, despite my pubscent peter brady like voice, that i am winning the battle against the plague (though i must boast, i have not opened the greenbag starburst jellybeans yet). it’s a damn shame too, because i was getting really good [...]
Mar 07 2005
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and, in the book, when Huddie said, “A blind man can see how much i love you,” i cried
Mar 27 2002
i should have made you leave your key
the knots grew ever larger in the pit of my stomach as i pulled ruby into the parking lot at work and prepared to face the music.
i had all sorts of nightmares about being greeted at the door by the hr director or having the entire corporation visting iwilldare.com.
thankfully none of that came to pass. [...]
Dec 08 2001
As wonderful as it sounds
i’ve just finished up A Blind Man Can See How Much I Love You : Stories by Amy Bloom. It’s just as lovely and heartbreaking as the title suggests. a book full of short stories about people in love, dying, in pain. . . it’s just dreamy. it gets high marks from me.
yesterday i was [...]


