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the winds of change, or why I am okay with being 26.
My birthday was celebrated, in typical style, with familiar faces and an abundance of love. And food. Lots and lots of food. I don't think I need to eat for the rest of the week. Seriously ( Read more... ) -
Just one more...
If one more of my friends moves away from Tucson, I just might have a big-time breakdown. I'm getting pretty sick of it, even if the majority return within a year ( Read more... ) -
married life.
As of tomorrow, M and I will be married six months. That's probably not a long time in the grand scheme of things, but it is the longest I've ever been married. Time is transitory I suppose, and six months seems longer than it sounds ( Read more... ) -
cooking with gas
A few days ago, I decided that I was allergic to wheat, or gluten, or both. While this means that I may never enjoy a bagel again, I'm fairly certain that it will put an end to a persistant skin condition that I have had for a while. Does this mean that giving up all things wheat will be worth it? Probably not. I mean, damn...I love bagels ( Read more... ) -
Farmer's Markets and Chicken Wings.
Life on the Eastside (extensive Eastside, combined with Southside) is pretty Stepford-esque, but I honestly don't mind. It probably helps that our house is the only occupied home in our corner of the subdivision, but I really like the flashback to the Cold War days. I like to see the kids riding their bikes after dinner, and I like that my ( Read more... ) -
airing it out.
Remember when I was going to start updating on a regular basis? Yeah...best laid plans and all of that. The bottom line is that a lack of time and interest seems to create a deficit in my livejournaling capabilities ( Read more... ) -
I've been moved.
Just in case you haven't seen this ( Read more... ) -
House Hunt
In three hours, the weekend will begin. Why does that seem like it is not soon enough ( Read more... ) -
Stupid People
One of the quirks about my job is that my title is different within my department than it is outside of my department, which lends itself to (not-so-much) hilarity. Outside of my department, my title is "Administrative Assistant III." The III means that I am superior to I and II. Basically, this is just a verbal representation of my pay scale, and ( Read more... )