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Some mornings the staggering Beauty of the World leaks into the familiar environs of our apartment and provides a startling beginning to the day, complete with ill-advised attempts to photograph it. (I have… Continue reading
Some mornings the staggering Beauty of the World leaks into the familiar environs of our apartment and provides a startling beginning to the day, complete with ill-advised attempts to photograph it. (I have… Continue reading
I was hired at a “medical research” company for a particular project to last 6-8 weeks. Last week was #10, and we finished the main part, with an additional 2 weeks to do… Continue reading
Another Midnight post…uh oh. But I kinda think I should put something else on here to move any mention of prostitutes further down the page (my girlfriend’s mom reads this blog, man). Of… Continue reading
Are my blogs boring as all hell? “Today I rode a bicycle home from work and it was cold.” Yeah. Not sure what else to write. I want to interview prostitutes. Is that… Continue reading
I was lying in bed just now, full of that Thai food from the last post (the one with the red curry burps) and was thinking about regrets. Or maybe Disney. Or maybe… Continue reading
