Dream

I may not be as multiple as Slipperperson, but if I could be Dorothy Parker, I’d gladly give up Robert Frost and only give up Sylvia Plath with just a little tug of dismay Take the Which Poet are You? Quiz – brought to you out of boredom and pretention! Take the Which Poet are…

I have a small family. Two sisters, that’s all there is. My parents were both only children. There’s no aunts, no uncles, no cousins. Neither of my sisters had children, and I have no children. No kids, no neices, no nephews, no grandkids. This actually makes for a complication-free lifestyle in many areas of my…

Today is the eighth anniversary of the day I received the most comments ever on DD. It’s ironic, since it is also the shortest entry I ever made. Sometimes life is like that. The site has changed, people have moved on, but regardless of where everybody is now, my thanks remains. May 25th, 2003

subtitled: Killing time at the Starbucks immediately adjacent to my favorite Big City Hospital I had an appointment with gastroenterology this morning, and have another coming up with dermatology this afternoon, with four hours to kill in between. It’s too hot to go traipsing around Big Center City, so I locked-in the corner table at…

I owe an update. It’s been difficult to type with my arm in pain, and I’ve been busy with the usual stuff (I did make it to writing class last night). I’ll try to get something more substantial updated this evening. And Justaman, I’ve not forgotten your question. I promise to get back to you…

Regarding a comment to yesterday’s entry … does one offer cookies to a surly fifteen year old boy who desperately needs an attitude adjustment? Putting a makeshift butt can outside is tempting – I’ll have to see how cheaply I can do it without creating a flammable hazard. I set my alarm clock for 4:45…