Tag Archives: alcohol
I’m at home in the routine
I’m on a suburban retreat for the weekend–hiding out in my parents’ house and joining their in their normal routine: dinner out Friday night (to bed by 9pm sharp), errands Saturday, sunrise mass, breakfast at the “Star”, Sunday night pizza … Continue reading
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Grab your things, I’ve come to take you home
I have this slight inkling of what you’re going through. All you want to do is run off the plane–you’ve been cramped in that space for hours (Thank God it was a direct flight)–but you know that the process of … Continue reading
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Meet Bucky
If you’ve ever visited (or slept over, only to emphasize the point) my lovely abode you know quite well that I live above 2 bars. Having had the windows open for the last few months I’ve become overly familiar with … Continue reading
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Poland, place of rest
I’ve been asked to comment on my travels abroad. So here it is. Sorry for the delay Mr. Parkinson. First of all, why Poland? Well, my friend Elizabeth had been suggesting I come visit her in Paris for a number … Continue reading
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“I have both those things!”
I had a miserable day yesterday due to an error (that was wholly mine) that I made at work. I was frustrated and embarrassed and knowing that Jake and I had plans for the evening, I sent him a message: … Continue reading
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stylish
Went to a bar in Lincoln Park tonight and was totally dig’n the atmosphere and the number of boys in collared shirts. As the evening wore on the place started to fill and (although I was in a flirty mood) … Continue reading
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stolen quotes
My grandpa owns a tavern. Did I ever tell you that? In a few weeks it is closing and is probably going to end up being something really depressing…like a Baby Gap. Or perhaps someone will think it is a … Continue reading
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“If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaking suspision love actually is all around”
I actually knew the day it was over. I just fought it until the bitter end, though you’d given up long before I had understood. I stepped off the plane hoping for you to be there. But you were not. … Continue reading
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I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you sitting there.
Went out with mom&dad as an “ode to short week/tomorrow is thanksgiving and we’re NOT cooking” dinner. We went to a favorite sports bar and sat at a cozy table nuzzled between the bar and the row of high-top tables … Continue reading
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lime and frozen, please
I failed to mention that I went home this past weekend. I gave my mom and dad strict orders a number of weeks ago NOT to change their usual Friday ritual of the local mexican place and margaritas. They did … Continue reading
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