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Archive for August, 2005

in my big bed

I felt more alone that week than any. Sometimes I’d feel a body lying next to me like an amputee feels a phantom limb. All I did was think about…all the decades of people I had known. The more I thought, the more I felt like crying. Life seemed so sweet and so sad, and [...]

b-rated fruit

wineking: I was just thinking how awesome it would be if I could buy a ripe peach in the cafeteriawineking: we have grapes, and sometimes cherrieswineking: but those don’t count as fruitjess: dude, look at the size of my grapejess: that is like an applewineking: well, we don’t get those grapesjess: has everyone seen my [...]

toto we’re not in tuesday anymore

“My day has been surreal,” I said to dmk26 over our greasy dinner at TGIF. He had just come back from his late night hockey game, and as usual was still eating healthier than me, despite the fact that I hadn’t even played a game that day. Granted, I had all plans to play until [...]

seeing

Bear said to me, if you want to learn photography, you should try taking at least one picture everyday. So of course, ever ready to one-up anything anyone says, I took two pictures today. I am well aware that more isn’t always better, but when you have two good opportunities in one day, you don’t [...]

guess the injury

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night out with bear

Always true to his word, Bear took me to a strip club last night to drown out my sorrows. Adventuring with Bear is always a surreal experience, and it usually starts out at some little known Thai, Vietnamese, or Hawaiian mini-chain with excellent food and questionable service. As such, if you’re on a tight budget [...]