Monthly Archives: January 2012

The Builder, Our Treadmill, and Me

Graham and I have different schedules. It’s not unusual for him to be going to bed as I’m waking up to go to work. Even on the days when he’s off, he’s still on this bizarre night owl schedule for … Continue reading

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Last night, a friend and I were talking about how she stopped taking anti-depressants and anti-anxiety medications. It had been my opinion for a long time that she didn’t actually need them, because the depression and anxiety she’d experienced weren’t … Continue reading

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Opening Up The Hermit Cave

The Steitzeseses are in town, the Steitzeseses are in town! Also, in case you forgot, there is a reason why you’re not supposed to eat White Castles when you’re drunk at 2am. I’d temporarily forgotten this when Dustin and Niki … Continue reading

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Aw Nuttz

Yesterday, I had a conversation with a co-worker about this shopping center in the St. Louis suburbs. Technically it’s located in the nearest southern county, but for all intents and purposes, it’s firmly in the suburban sprawl. I don’t spend … Continue reading

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Some people organize time with calendars, or their phones, or, if they’re over the age of 70 and don’t know how to use any form of computerized machinery, a datebook. I always try to do this but I fail. It’s … Continue reading

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Why I’ll Never Own a Manor

When I think about how difficult this week has been, I’m surprised that I haven’t had more to drink. It’s not that I couldn’t have used a little alcoholic help, but I just haven’t felt like it. Maybe my body … Continue reading

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I had a job interview a couple of weeks ago. It was for a job closely related to my own department, so close that we work with the same programs, the same customers, and I’m familiar with all of their … Continue reading

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A Hole in the Avalon

I don’t know what the dollar show was like for you guys growing up, but for me, there were two theater choices in South St. Louis. One was the Kingsland, a massive brown-black building with crumbling balconies, moldy curtains, and … Continue reading

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Hipsters Del Rey

I told you about how Graham and I were able to hang out together on Saturday. The first bar, The Silver Ballroom, is about five minutes away from our current place and in my old neighborhood, Bevo. Until very recently, … Continue reading

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Comma Comma Comma Comma

Stephanie sent me this link the other day, and despite the Vice-ness of the writing style (weirdly punctuated rambling sentences interspersed with not-at-all-relevant references to affect a cooler-than-thou attitude, although possibly everyone at Vice is just on coke?), it’s something … Continue reading

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