Grant27
nursed by television
| if a man should twitter and no one hears it... |
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| packing for the train |
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| managed to clear out my gmail in-basket, this truly is the side of the angels (they can't get wireless internet service) |
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| I am drinking and driving, on the ViaRail train from Montreal to Toronto, with wireless access. Unbelievable. |
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| we are 11 minutes from the beginning of season 5 of the Wire. Tune in to HBO. |
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| watching the runup to the new season of the Wired. Run to your TV now! (This assumes you live in the US) |
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| well there was this one ghost |
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| well, it turns out it wasn't ghosts. A pipe broke. We lost water pressure. That's all. No ghosts. |
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| puzzling, there was no hot water this morning, we phoned the oil burner guy, his considered diagnosis: ghosts. |
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| slugging away at a powerpoint presentation, must...be...done...by...noon. |
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| It was a Christmas miracle. |
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| astonished to learn that my efforts noodling with typepad actually worked, This Blog is back in place. |
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| fretting over the loss of my website and blog, should be back up in a couple of days |
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| wresting with a rewrite: manuscript 8, scribbler 2 |
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| writing, writing, writing, now on edition 3 of the book outline, no kindling for me |
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| awaiting Kindle arrival, they said today, haven't eaten, haven't slept |
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| I am changing compresses, Pam's surgery big success today |
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| watching Jakob Two Two, nice to Richler again, if only in comic book form |
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| any time now |
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