Fun
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A.W.O.L.
After walking around in agony since Wednesday morning, I made the executive decision to skip boot camp this morning in exchange for more sleep and a Pilates video. I am still so ridiculously sore that I’m moving like an 80-year-old woman — this weekend I’ll attempt some light cardio, go to yoga with Nikki to
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I’m Tired*
*for best results, just imagine Madeline Kahn in Blazing Saddles. You can tell how busy I am by the amount of crap piled up on my dining table, the number of dishes in my sink, and the degree to which my apartment is in a state of general disarray. Thankfully, after tonight (planned night in),
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Ooh — I Got a Shout-Out!
From Ms. Lusty Lady in her recent Village Voice column. (I’m the L. who used the phrase "dating yourself.") Thanks!
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Yes, We’re 12.
Any weekend that leaves your abs in pain from laughing hysterically is a good one, at least in my book. Thanks to all for another year of ridiculousness, summed up in a phrase that made me laugh more than anything in a while: while searching for the word "flaccid," John mistakenly uttered the phrase "flatulent
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Wicked Huge Lobstah!
I figured since I’ve been so lame about blogging lately, the least I could do was give you a good picture. I was up in Maine this weekend with the family, and after my irritating trip up (which I’ll expound upon some other time), I had a relaxing weekend, and enjoyed an amazing lobster roll
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Real Men Do Yoga
I don’t ordinarily blog about work — it could have negative repercussions. But today, I’m making an exception. A portion of the floor on which I work at the new job is under construction, and I am fortunate enough to have the construction less than 50 yards away from my office. The gaping hole that
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Nothin’ Gonna Break My Stride*
Somehow the rest of the week absolutely flew by. Work has been super-busy, which is great, but my hours are creeping later and later. Had dinner with some of the beach house ladies at Mercadito Grove Wednesday night, and yesterday was a whirlwind — an offsite meeting for a chunk of the day, running around
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Fall Ahead
I spent my last "official" weekend out in Kismet this past weekend. I was actually happy that the house was quieter than usual — a perfect pace to wind down and truly enjoy every ray of sun, each grain of sand, and the welcoming waves mellowed by the presence of the full moon. I couldn’t