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jazz.sleep.questions

two nights later….i saw/heard jane bunnett and the spirits of havana…lovelysidenote: i’ve tried to describe music lately and no adjective seems sufficient/qualified/right.(meanwhile, back on the ranch) jane plays soprano sax …

apparently

millions of teens across north america blog. they detail deeply personal things that would shock, and do shock, the pants off their parents. blogging has replaced the dear old diary …

the morning after

forgive the title but understand that with mornings come all sorts of regrets and brilliant thoughts, the thoughts that somehow escaped you just hours prior. the interview was good…………..i think. …

freedom

is that what we live for? do we work each day so that we don’t have to be a slave to something? is that it? because if it is, i’ll …

only a child

tonight i knocked at doors to get donations for the Canadian Diabetes Association. my favourite house had a mum, a little girl, and a little boy. as the mum went …

my 7-day journey

written on October 6, 2005 around 5 pmAs of 5 and one-quarter hours ago, it’s official. In case I haven’t yet told you and in case news hasn’t made its …