I just returned from Matt’s house, which is an incubus of viral plague. He got sick after our wild New Year’s Eve at Sharkeez. (It was indeed wild, and not just by my old lady standards. I have war scars to prove it. I’m so cool!) Hearing his agony (”… the world is trying to [...]

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Happy new year, friends. I had compiled a list of resolutions in my brain (exercise, learn new skills, cook, keep my room clean, pluck more often, get famous — you know, the usual stuff), but for now, only one really tugs at my heart. In 2008, I would like to be more honest with myself, [...]

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