The Singing of Praises- January 17, 2008 written 17 Jan, revised and posted 24 Jan, edited thereafter It's one-thirty as I sit down to write, and I would rather be sleeping, but there's something on my mind. So here I am, wearing smudged glasses -- I took out my contacts before I went to bed the first time -- and sipping some Bushmills. It's good. Good Irish whiskey is much cheaper than good Scotch, which is out of the budget these days. I'm listening to Neutral Milk Hotel's "In The Aeroplane Over the Sea" on a loop for now, the..http://www.shauny.org/mess/archives/2008/01/its-onethirty-a.php Accounts Settled- January 11, 2008 Lindsay wrote me tonight to say "oh, hey, wanna come get your presents" I considered telling her to come over here instead, especially after her no-show last time, but then I figured that would be a silly power struggle, a foolish game, and I replied that I was on my way. When I got there I said "now let's see if your stuff is good enough to earn mine," but I didn't really care. It was good stuff, anyway, although as of now it's still in its boxes and sitting on my overcrowded bookshelf. I..http://www.shauny.org/mess/archives/2008/01/accounts-settle.php How Good- January 7, 2008 While I was in Seattle after Christmas, visiting G, my old school friend, Lindsay was there too, visiting her sister. We'd known for months that we were going to overlap there. One night the three of us, me, G, and her, went to a good pub called Fad and had supper and a few drinks. When we dropped her at her sister's and Lindsay and I were on the doorstep, I told her that she'd had two weeks to think and that I wanted to know her answer. She said, "already! But I haven't really thought...http://www.shauny.org/mess/archives/2008/01/while-i-was-in.php |