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This entry actually should have hit the airwaves on Saturday, March 1, which is when most of it was typed, but there was a small contretemps somewhere on the intertubes, and I was distracted. Here, have a picture of bread.


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My Wednesday morning: cleaning up dog vomit off my comforter, arriving late to work despite having left home on time due to bus delays caused by a fire on Eastlake, and then tanking horribly during my Mandarin oral exam due to under-preparation and a major case of nerves driving every word I ever learned right out of my head, all before noon. Here ( Read more... )

I was going to say that I may be less active with the writing here because school starts Wednesday (Wednesday! What rational school starts classes on Wednesday?) and I'm taking another run at third year Mandarin. Which always does a number on my free time (Mandarin, I mean, not the second run at third year, which, of course, I've not done before ( Read more... )

Boy, being on Facebook means never having to say, "No one remembered my birthday," I tell you what. Took the afternoon off to goof off a bit, try paint-your-own pottery for the first time, and take afternoon tea with a few friends. Got flowers from Hal and had steak for dinner. A lovely day. This weekend I'll make a pilgrimage to Kirkland to ( Read more... )

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