I teach someone something about French: "Déjà Vu is French for 'Already Seen' and Jamais Vu is French for 'Never Seen', if you didn't know that already."
Matt is bald as of yesterday. I think it looks good.
Our bank account is overdrawn by $268. I thought I had worked all of this out to make sure [...]
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With Jess' help, I've been trying to learn French over the past few days. For someone with Language skills very unused to the phonetics used in French, this is a somewhat daunting task. I've spent, at most, two hours attempting to learn. Here are some of my findings to date. Please keep in mind that [...]
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After unpacking the four boxes of things I had decided to keep from my old office, and rearranging my cubicle for the fifth time, I was running out of things to do. Each cubicle has a plastic sleeve attached to the outside of it that has your cubicle number printed on the outside of it. [...]
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Roaches: 0
Daniel and Jess: 1
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One year ago today, aside from mentioning an attempt to give blood, I didn't say much about anything. I had missed my alarm clock and was laying asleep in bed when Justin called me to tell me that two planes had run into the Twin Towers in New York City. It wasn't that I didn't [...]
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It's been a crazy few days.
Jess got here, safe and sound, on Saturday. I won't bore you with an account of all the things that we did, I'll just give you a brief rundown: had sammiches for lunch; saw Brad and Morgan; got coffee in Deep Ellum; went to a few tattoo shops; went through [...]
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Her flight gets here in a little over an hour. I've been pacing around the house doing little tiny stupid things trying to keep myself occupied until she gets here. I haven't eaten all morning, because I don't want to mess up the kitchen. Now that I'm sitting here waiting another 15 minutes before I [...]
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She's in Columbus, OH. She'll be here in just over 3 hours.
Somehow, I've managed to find a million little nitpicky things that I "need" to do this morning in order to get everything ready for her. So, needless to say, I'm not dressed or showered.
One thing I am good at is running out of time. [...]
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She'll be here in less than 12 hours.
I'm starting to get nervous again.
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She missed her flight. There was confusion with the terminal, and where she was supposed to be, and she didn't get to the ticket counter until 1hr before her flight was to leave. The girl at the counter was rude to her. Asked her why she was crying, and when she said, "because I missed [...]
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