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Frigg

Cold, wet morning and I like it. Coffee extra hot and the sound coming from my office window is is everything you’d expect on a severely rainy morning in NYC. The hiss of car engines mixed with the occasional whirl … Continue reading

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Shmance

I was asked to celebrate someone’s 30th birthday last night and I was happy to go. She’s an intense and popular person and her actual party was 80 people strong,  something I wasn’t up for. So when she asked if … Continue reading

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molecular malcontent

In shorts and a light shirt today, and still started sweating on my walk into the new office. Seems like only last week it was cold. I like this! The day-to-day, I mean. That’s probably why I belong in San … Continue reading

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Exhumed and Suffocation

Friday my cold turned into something much worse. I had body aches all day and my voice sounded like Sam Elliott’s. By the end of the day I was ready to get flat. I wonder if my Hudson swim had … Continue reading

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Fired Down

I woke up sounding like Sam Eliot this morning. Bug going around the office. Two people out today, and this week we had a large group at home. Usually I avoid this kind of epidemic somehow, but I guess this … Continue reading

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Learn, monkey. Damn it.

There’s nothing worse than watching someone make the same mistakes. This morning it was in a presentation given by a colleague. The guy has good ideas, many I agree with. When he presents them to our group, though, he tends … Continue reading

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Humpers

Sometimes the city is like a giant suffocation chamber. Sometimes it’s like an infinity balloon. I’m happy with both, though both could be better. The stoics say the key to happiness in life is to want what you have, and … Continue reading

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All night moon

People shouldn’t get too attached to me. You will hurt if you do, and that’s just how it seems to be with me. If I could change myself for you I would, but for whatever reasons, be they genetic or … Continue reading

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Fuck it, it’s Fire Day

After a long day yesterday I was reminded I agreed to go to a dinner at someone’s house. A couple weeks ago, I was speaking about cooking and food with a woman from a department I’m acquainted with. With great … Continue reading

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