Sorry for the dearth of posting, but I’m wrapping up a freelance project that’s due Monday.
Pretty much since I got here, it’s been…
work…
work…
work.
Rough life, eh?
(I did find time to scrawl the below post, however.)
Posted by Sutton on Friday, September 7, 2007, at 5:04 am, and filed under Essays.Follow any responses to this post with its comments RSS feed.Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.
That’s more like it, my man! Thanks for the update. There are still parallels to our lives. I wake up every morning to the smell of smoke as well — thanks to the neighbors who burned their house down a few weeks ago. I’m looking forward to months of smelling the remaining cinder pile.
Thanks for the update! The hot springs trip sounded really great. I never would have thought of comparing two areas of the country by comparing their supermarkets. Very original idea. I guess we are what we eat.
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That’s more like it, my man! Thanks for the update. There are still parallels to our lives. I wake up every morning to the smell of smoke as well — thanks to the neighbors who burned their house down a few weeks ago. I’m looking forward to months of smelling the remaining cinder pile.
Thanks for the update! The hot springs trip sounded really great. I never would have thought of comparing two areas of the country by comparing their supermarkets. Very original idea. I guess we are what we eat.