dear 2006

Three years ago, after my worst year yet, I wrote a letter to 2003. I like this tradition, so here goes. Dear 2006: You have a lot to live up to, I’m afraid. 2005 has been quite a year. I have named it the Year of Coming to Terms With All That Bullshit You Thought, Foolishly, You Were So Over, or at Least Over Last Year. Some of it has been a bit redundant, and it’s getting boring, so 2006, you and I will do some new things. Some very new things. Painfully new. Humblingly new. Just really new, okay? Let’s figure out the neat, interesting things about me instead of only reviewing the dark, ugly parts in therapy. 2005 brought me new friends in a most excellent writing group, fun times with the SFlickr crowd, a superb trip to Ireland and...

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winter cleaning

Wednesday I spent cleaning my desk, which is now in top shape. I started dealing with a backlog of several hundred paper statements for various things, which carried over to Thursday, when I was able to file everything away properly. Then I cleaned out my medium-sized shelf; Inkbot and I left it outside on the sidewalk with a bunch of other little things we were getting rid of and within two hours everything was gone. I also cleaned out my small shelf and moved it to the other side of the room, so it is no longer partially blocking one of my windows. Candles, photos, journals and graphic novels were nicely arranged on it. Later today I will tackle the other side of the room, which involves moving my clothes hamper and chair, and going through my closet. ...

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