tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60923672009-09-19T13:55:07.981-04:00enoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092367.post-1071817061113961082003-12-19T01:57:00.000-05:002005-07-24T20:20:15.620-04:00

The thing about love that I am most gratified by is its ability to suprise me and to appear from unhoped for sources.

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So, I was watching the Florida Democratic Party convention on a channel that is usually the Hallmark channel, but mysteriously became C-Span today. Maybe it becomes C-Span all the time. I don't know, I don't often switch to the Hallmark channel. I listened to Edwards, Clark, Dean, Kerry, and Kucinich speak.I was impressed by Kucinich. He is passionate and an idealist, which I have to admire. I

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Since being temporarily freed from graduate studies for a short month, I have been able to return to reading for pleasure. I have a hard time narrowing down what I want to read to just one book. Books that I am currently in the middle of, or have just finished:1.The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri (author of The Interpreter of Maladies)I read the Interpreter of Maladies several years ago, and enjoyed

enoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6092367.post-1075253715298148242004-01-27T20:35:00.000-05:002004-01-27T20:37:24.920-05:00

This post serves notice that I do not know when or where I will post again. Maybe here. Maybe on another site. I have found that I need a new personal philosophy regarding private vs public and what can cross between the two. If you want to contact me, try frcrnrs at yahoo dot com. Or leave a comment.

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When thinking about past celebrations of the new year, most of them have left much to be desired. Anticipation and expectations are enemies to having a good time. Last year was definitely one of my best new year's ever. I met up with two old friends in Florence, Italy, and we rang in the new year in an Italian restaurant surrounded by Italians who all must have been related to or best friends

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continued from Friday: the thing about me that I am most gratified by is my ability to surprise myself with my spontaneity and insanity.... two hours ago - a half joking comment made by him about flying out to spend new year's together 30 minutes ago - I booked my flight.

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Tomorrow morning I fly to El Paso for the holidays. I didn't grow up in El Paso, so I don't know many people there - it will be two weeks of watching cable tv, walking the dog, and reading. That sounds good. Except, I'm feeling like I'll be homesick for Pittsburgh. Even though I've only lived here 6 months, it feels more like home than anywhere else does right now. Two weeks. Right now that

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I survived four exams last week, and I'm barely surviving the subsequent celebrations. Friday I was in a bar by 11am, napping by 3pm, and out again by 8pm. I won't tell you what time I got home. Over the past few days of freedom, I've participated in a jam session, walked a mile in a foot of snow with a guitar on my back, listened to jazz at a holiday inn, slept until noon, read A Fine Balance,

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Pittsburgh is the new California. All weekend the temperature was in the 60s and the skies were clear. I'm starting to think this whole thing about winters getting cold here is a myth, though I'm told it will soon be a harsh reality.

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