What I need right now is: Half an hour in the old office in old Montreal, just me and cf facing off across the wrong shade of blue mock carpeting, hurling the thickest venom our tongues could spit. Maybe rock-climbing will provide the appropriate release. Whatever.
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Last few Rants:
I guess this is goodbye. - 11:57 a.m. , 2005-02-10
Endorphins, stress, and magickal mystery - 5:07 p.m. , 2005-02-02
stress, incoming - 4:42 p.m. , 2005-01-28
heaving great happy sighs - 3:05 p.m. , 2005-01-24
Imposter syndrome strikes again - 1:20 p.m. , 2005-01-19
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