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my review
Well, I loved it...
as much as you can love anything that kicks you in the gut every 75 pages. John was anxious for me to finish so I would stop boo-hooing every half-hour. Seriously, I started with Hedwig (I can't handle pet death), accelerated to shaking shoulders with Dobby (horrible combination of pet-like and family-like death), and went to ( Read more... ) -
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wowza. the experience of anticipating, buying, and reading that book was a stunner. and I am really, really tired now. -
hi again...
Well, I feel a little sheepish about not having updated or indeed having been online very much lately. I do keep up with reading my flist, though ( Read more... ) -
The Gandolfini Saga
This weekend was the Bacchus ball in New Orleans, Bacchus being a very large and relatively prestigious Mardi Gras Krewe. For those unfamiliar with the Krewe concept, they function similarly to a fraternity. You have to be invited to join, they're usually pretty homogenous groups in terms of social rank/income, and you pay giant dues which fund ( Read more... ) -
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I kissed James Gandolfini. With my lips. -
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A lot (LOT) is going on. I failed my hormone test and passed my truck driver's test. My bellydance performance was fantastic. My friend got pregnant on her first IVF attempt. France won't call back. My proposal was accepted for a conference at which not many proposals were accepted.
And that's all good and in some cases great...
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Ooook.
I forgot to ever come back and say thank you to all the Pratchett lovers who recommended him to me! John and I are both loving the Pratchett. Lessee, so far we've both read Color of Magic, The Light Fantastic, Equal Rites, Pyramids, Lords & Ladies, and Going Postal (well, I'm halfway through that one). John has surpassed me by reading all of ( Read more... ) -
Twisted Cyster
zomg. I am so exhausted by this whole issue. I went to the family doctor and told him about insomnia. He gave me something for sleep, but what he really wanted to give me was Cymbalta. That's an SNRI/SSRI prozac-y med. Just when I thought I was finished with those, right? Seems like the whole world wants you on happy pills. But here's the ( Read more... ) -
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I am a bundle of nerves!
In 12 days, I have the belly dance of doom. DOOOOM. I really hate that I got myself into this-- I just went along with a friend to the class thinking it was like aerobics, you know. You look like an idiot but you have fun and get exercise and everyone's happy, right? Then came the announcement that our class, now ( Read more... )