For the last two nights, I’ve been dreaming about designing pages, and how I have huge holes to fill, but no copy, and it’s way past deadline.
I hate those sort of dreams. I haven’t had page dreams in a while, but I usually have them when I’m stressed, or haven’t had enough sleep, or something. [...]
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The internet and e-mail is back up. I felt like a smoker going off nicotine. Just as I was getting ready to do my normal routine of checking e-mail and blogs and generally goof off this morning, my connection went down. And the cable was down, which is presumably why my internet was down.
I can [...]
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…see you down in Arizona bay.
Took a trip to Los Angeles Sunday. A whirlwind short tour. A happy, warm, breathless tour. Whisked to a trendy, we-have-attitude sort of organic cafe. Spent $11 just on a fancy grilled cheese sandwich.
Drove down Sunset, enjoying the breeze in the warm afternoon. Went to Santa Monica to watch the [...]
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I had a jumble of dreams that seemed to be connected in subtle ways to things I did Sunday in my whirlwhind trip to LA. (More on that later in the next post.)
I’m moving from a townhouse to somewhere else and people are helping move. There’s a basement to my townhouse, and it’s nasty as [...]
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I’m dreaming I’m in a trendy store full of cute or weird things and smart-assed posters. I keep finding shirts I want to buy, but I’m restraining myself, for once. I’m amusing myself by reading the slogans, and then someone talks to me.
I look down, and it’s someone I’d hoped never to see again.
Kelly. A [...]
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Awhile ago, someone at work asked me and another nonnative whether we had noticed the unusual proliferation of donut shops in Fresno.
Until she pointed it out, I hadn’t. But I think the verdict is finally in. Yes.
Never seen so many donut shops all in one place. But man, does Fresno know donuts. Or maybe it’s [...]
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Took a trip up the foothills and mountains, near the entrance of Sequoia National Park Sunday. For about half of the trip, it was cold and gray, a little depressing. The distant mountains were disappointingly hard to see.
Lake Kaweah. During a sunny time.
The fog and clouds lifted like a veil once we got to [...]
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