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Following the example of lostcosmonaut and others, I will now write something nice about everyone I am lj_friends with:

adhesiveslipper is my longest-had friend in real life. I swear sometimes he has his journal just to comment in witicisms on mine. It's pretty touching, as we haven't seen each other in years. Someday soon I bet that'll change.

bjornolafson was with me once when I ( Read more... )

For the record, a chronological list of everything I consumed on Saturday, March 19th ( Read more... )

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To celebrate seven months, I took Lucinda to Rani, an Indian Restaurant in Coolidge Corner. The meal was absolutely delicious, and they even had an import version of the famous COBRA beer. It lacked the distinctive metallic tang I remember in the UK version, but it brought back a nice memory ( Read more... )

I could list off four or more reasons why this month represents the end of any remnants of childhood to me. But wouldn't that be ghey ( Read more... )

Taking a girl out to dinner is one of life's consistent simple pleasures. If you don't agree, you're probably a total dickhole. Last night I took Lucinda to a tiny trattoria in the downstairs of some old building in Coolidge Corner. The food was elegant and simple and just as good as any place I've been to in the North End. I was tempted by the ( Read more... )

So I felt tonite like maybe not enough people know what I'm up to-- here's a recap of my last three days, backwards. Call it an experiment in journaling ( Read more... )

I can feel myself changing. Isn't that a funny thing ( Read more... )

There isn't one sentence that can sum up this time.