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Friday, January 13, 2006

I've moved.

Decided it was time to blow this popsicle stand.

Monday, January 09, 2006

Back from the edge of time

Anyone who knows me knows that I have a really hard time taking criticism. I get really defensive, nervous, and generally act like a cornered animal. This is not a good thing. I also have problems with moderation: if someone tells me I don't do X enough, I tend to start pressing and doing X too often. If I'm doing Y too often, I overcorrect and stop doing Y. I struggle constantly to find that balance. I am a constant work in progress, though it often appears that more paint is being removed than added. I'm very slowly learning my bounds, and learning to stretch myself like a rubberband.

Speaking of stretching myself, I went running for the second time in 4 days last night. The knee seems to be holding up well. In fact, I was more concerned about slipping on the ice than anything else.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

I want to get me a little oblivion

There are few places in Boston that, should I leave, I will miss dearly. Last night I ate at one of those places.

There's a restaurant/bar near where I live called River Gods. Living alone and often eating alone it took me quite a while to get my courage up to actually go in and eat. The first time, Tweedlegirl and I went in and were seated next to the suit of armor and miniature organ. The food, as I've come to learn, was incredible. The drink, also good. The decor was/is just my taste (or lack thereof). For halloween, they hung Barbies dressed in leather from the ceiling. For Christmas, they've put up an incredible display of angels. And there's the witch and stained glass and faces of gods. All in all, it's a cool place. A place where I could see myself becoming a regular.

Monday, January 02, 2006

A note for TS1

Before she left, TS1 leaned over to me, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said something to the effect of how good a kid I was. She's the best. I wish I had something to give her or say to her in return, but all I have for her is to say that she's the best and I want all the good things in the world for her.