Tell me all about it, dear...

Amy - 2012-06-30 17:36:22
You did a job with Wolf that anyone should take pride in. The results of your work aren't necessarily an indication of how well you did it. Sometimes circumstance/karma/fate/whatever you want to call it has other ideas, and that's ok. It's out of your hands. But, you know, any day where I don't have an existential crisis is a good day, to me, so who am I to comment? Also, I've needed a sweater in A/C since I was a teenager.
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Terri T - 2012-06-30 18:27:15
Hard to believe that you met someone who doesn't communicate...I hope that means he does an excellent job. I have a BIL who has recently become less than interested in having a conversation....but I think he may be in the midst of a disease that will render him speechless in a few more years. Enjoy the play...and the company. I know what you mean about the change in conversations these days...I've had friends who start talking about their health and aches and pains to the point that I've said..."is this what we have come to...talking about death, health and disfunction?"
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Stephanie - 2012-06-30 23:59:49
What nice things you wrote about me! Thanks, and right back atcha! I can't wait to see you! Look out Snooty Town - Here come the Twittering Biddies! ;-)
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dichroic - 2012-07-02 09:12:05
I can understand the floundering bit. Yesterday I actually remembered, before going out rowing, to adjust the oar heights to the right height for me. And then I spent the whole row having to work on proper technique - I'm pretty sure this was indeed the right height, but I'm not used to having it there (because I always forget to adjust) and so everything felt weird. Just because something is better doesn't mean it comes naturally.
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