lost in the language
Saturday, February 21, 2009
and Anja, how could I forget you! Hello dear Anja, my surprise reader.
and Jenny, don't know if you're still along for the ride?
Uncle John, Laurie, are we together here?
Hello all my dearies, thanks for reading. And writing.
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Tim Fischer, glorious night out
days of friends and travels
what's with Facebook?
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the figure I cut . . .
Food Inc. at the Berlinale
chaos and calm: the bookshelf
I got flamed in real life!
more on misery: Terry Real and Judy Pennington
so how come I'm not miserable anymore?
what might I miss about Berlin when we leave?
what do I miss about Bloomington?
why no jogging?
Watching the weight - yet again
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food for thought at writing group
El Cerrito, California, United States
working on a poem a day again for National Poetry Month
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