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Despite reading every LJ entry he's written and then marrying him, I still don't grok some periods of Jon's life. Joining him for two reunions this year seemed like a way of alleviating that ( Read more... )

The problem with this post is it keeps growing and changing the longer I don't write it. I almost didn't write it this morning, bc I'm getting more data later today (well, if I make it to the gym on time) so it might be invalid by this afternoon. Rinse and repeat ( Read more... )

Strictly speaking, I suppose it's more of a logjam than running out. I have about 19 books in my "currently reading" pile (more of a reading + haven't-given-up-on pile), but 2 of these are job hunting books; 2 are serious books I've lost the thread of (Where Good Ideas Come From and Thinking Fast and Slow); 5 are audiobooks (since running is ( Read more... )

Thursday was my best day of rock climbing this year. ( Black Fly, Nice 5.9 Climb, RMC, Jane )

The nice thing about having 3 nights in a row of parties is that I took out my makeup case on Thursday and didn't put it back again until Sunday. I even shhhhh wore the same dress twice. Economies of scale! woohoo! ( I took a level in eye shadow )

I've decided to look at Friday night pronoically: I'd been wondering if I did the right thing not inviting so-and-so to my engagement party, even though 8 years ago, she would've been one of my bridesmaids. I'm not wondering any more. My handsome fiance came home, took care of me, and we went to bed ( Read more... )

Thurs night, I had dinner with TRQ and a friend of hers at Joe's Shanghai. I'd never had Lionshead Meatballs before, but it was delicious. Then we went to see Matilda. I'm out of the loop with Broadway shows, but when she told me Ben Brantley had praised it to the heavens, I was more than ready to go. It really is an impressive show, with truly ( Read more... )

By the time we got to Milan, I was getting a little punchy and it was the least exciting of our destinations. Milan is what New York would be if Little Italy took over the whole city; the hotels, shops, tourist stands, and street vendors remind me of home, in the bad way. Our last full morning in Italy, I dug in my heels and refused to visit the ( Read more... )

I had 2 amazing runs in Venice: one from our hotel, along the waterfront to the bridge to the mainland, and one with Julian from Piazza San Marco to the naval academy. The last was an attempt at a long run and after days of taking the vaporetto everywhere, it was lovely to just run next to the vaporetto, seeing where they went, taking in the salty ( Read more... )