Not ignoring people, and not dead (yet). Just really, really sick. I feel like shit. Just so ya know....

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Enough is enough. The NHL and the Players' Association need to sit down and end this lockout. I can't take it anymore. I miss my hockey. October isn't the same without it ( Read more... )

My angst tastes like...

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It's here. October 1, 2004. Exactly one year to go before DF and I are married. I can hardly believe it. Plans are chugging along, but today seems more, I don't know, "significant." This time next year we will be husband and wife, which ends one part of the long journey and starts us on a new road, together in the most official way ( Read more... )

Courtesy of thedeadlyhook. It's an interesting dissection of what often appeared to be an uneven final season of Angel.

"Dude, Where's My Soul?

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Here we go again. The basement in the restaurant will be flooded by this time tomorrow. I have no idea if it's going to make it to the first floor.

More details later.

I am shuffling off to Buffalo in a few hours for a Labor Day hockey tournament, and I'll be dark until Tuesday. We're driving from MD. Pray for me, please ( Read more... )

Nilly Tour 2004 has officially come to an end. She is in the air headed for JFK and an EL AL flight back home ( Read more... )