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  <title>friend, our love is this:</title>
  <subtitle>feel me under your steps as you wald this earth.  i am with you .</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-02-19T20:44:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:30647</id>
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    <title>for your amusement</title>
    <published>2009-02-19T20:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-19T20:44:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stupid elevator hold music on speaker phone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate the IRS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:30297</id>
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    <title>Re: Sing it proud when you get to church!</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T21:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T21:34:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Get Lonely- Mountain Goats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think I'm going to officially declare war on artist statements within the next 24 hours... as a volunteer at an art gallery, I've seen all of the "as an artist..." and the "in my work..."'s and I'm not sure they're all that necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got two shows coming up and I'm procrastinating about writing the statements.  I'm convinced that statements about one's art are what drive artists to be insane, not the ever-popular belief that toxic art materials poison them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing The Playback at Small Planet tonight.  Good music, moderate amounts of whiskey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also looking forward to Spring, if it really exists.  Until it gets here, I'm gonna stare out the window and pout.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:30200</id>
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    <title>boybetty @ 2009-01-28T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-29T00:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-29T00:38:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>+/- (a great band)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm rearranging the furniture.  Taking this as a sign that I've got too much time on my hands.  I should probably get another job or something or I might be in real danger of subscribing to the Home Shopping Network and/or dressing my dog up in stupid (but cute) costumes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:29818</id>
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    <title>I almost forgot</title>
    <published>2009-01-23T20:08:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T20:08:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>earlimart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow, &lt;br /&gt;The internet got away from me for awhile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six weeks to the day and I'm still married (still smiling even).  Life seems to keep a strange balance these days- which I like. It keeps me on my toes at all times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sun today.  It is just warm enough to trick me into not layering up.  I'm sure the flu is on its way soon.  Is it possible to go an entire winter without getting sick?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:29536</id>
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    <title>bringin' it</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T13:24:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T13:24:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">VENTING:&lt;br /&gt;How do you slow down and take things out of your schedule when you wake up and realize that you're so busy that you have to schedule in time to eat and shower?  I feel like all of the things I do are necessary, and they are things I enjoy doing (for the most part).  The mistake I made, I think, is that I've made myself irreplacable, or really hard to replace anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Missouri to visit my great grandmother, who is 92.  She's not doing so well.  In fact, none of my relatives in MO are doing well.  They're all old and falling apart, as people tend to do when they age.  My grandmother has been there my entire life.  She's one of the people I've always depended on to be there in some form or fashion... I know it's a good thing.  She's old and tired and probably wants to... well, it's just hard for me to let go.  Not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zane/Stella's birthday party is tonight.  I'm not sure what a four-year old wants for her birthday.  She likes sushi and kefir... hmmm...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:29399</id>
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    <title>Re: !</title>
    <published>2008-03-06T20:42:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-06T20:42:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sea and cake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whoa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does time fly by or what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These weeks keep coming and going and now it is definitely March.  All I've really done today is hang out around the house, picking up things here and there.  Hanging with the dog, who needed to go to the vet yesterday morning because she's completely incapable of going a month or two without seriously injuring herself.  She's the most adorable dog on the face of the earth, but not so bright!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting up the Transparent Exhibit at SCENE today as well.  Come and help, or come to the reception tomorrow night... the choice is up to you...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:29181</id>
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    <title>MONSTERS!!</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T16:28:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T16:28:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tweedle dee and tweedle dum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whoa.  It's barely even Friday and I almost wish it were over.  The boys are having lunch right now, they've been a ton of fun today.  I wouldn't mind having a child some day.  More than one or two I think isn't a good idea for anybody, especially the children.  They just need so much, that is a beautiful thing.  Such wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a challenge, I'll say that.  Yesterday was full of grumpy children; Monday was a little over 14 hours of work, and we're still not unpacked yet.  Yikes.  The neighbors broke into our house and fed the dog chicken (which I'm trying not to file a police report about), and now my car is out of commission...  At least there's a beautiful blizzard going on outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, this is the time to make some really good art, right??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't miss work tomorrow because of this.... I love going to the market.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely still got my health, though.  The only thing I'm sad about is that I'm missing the theatre tonight.  I was really looking forward to that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:28906</id>
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    <title>annals of the former world</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T20:06:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T20:06:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hum-downward is heavanward</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm telling you, the days off just keep coming!  I got yesterday off and today.  I was already scheduled to have  tomorrow off, so that's not really important.  Friday, I will finally go back to work (after almost 3 weeks).  Wow, if I weren't getting paid for some of this not working thing, I'd feel unemployed.  At least I've gotten some painting out of the deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Dags last night and ended up seeing a bunch of people I haven't seen in awhile.  Carmen and Pete got engaged, which is really sweet.  They are two really cute people who get even cuter when they're together.  So this marriage thing is going to make them disgustingly cute, I'm guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're moving some stuff out today, which means we're that much closer to inviting you over for dinner.  We came up with a plan for the house, and Mike is going to design and build some lighting for the former living room (I think that room is going to be work space for art).  I'm making cushions to sit on and designing a dinner table for the other part of that room.  Hopefully Cody can help build it... he's good at that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:28440</id>
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    <title>The Calm Before</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T01:48:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T01:48:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just got home from the superbowl party I went to with some friends- those kinds of things are really strange.  I'm glad Cody went with us, because it was sort of a couple thing that was going on and neither one of us was with there with someone.   I make a good wing man, but it is nice to have someone else be that-especially when the minority in the room does not have one or more children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to work in the morning, and I really can't wait.  To tell you the truth, I'm not so good with not working.  I kind of go stircrazy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:28376</id>
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    <title>Life, according to Becky</title>
    <published>2008-02-01T05:05:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-01T05:05:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>massive attack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Becky is our dog, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend a whole lot more time with the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The auditions went swimmingly.  Unfortunately, we've had to cancel the play.  I wonder if I belong to these types of activities.  I'm certainly going to continue on with the rest of our season, but it is definitely starting to sink in that ideals are far from reality and I'm a virgo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get really annoyed with the January/February season in which I start to reflect and try to think through my entire life.  Can't seem to help it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved out of the studio, so now our flat really does resemble the strange land of bohemia.  Hot chocolate is a good cure for a lot of things, especially the cold, biting, bitter cold of the Jan/Feb shuffle.  Thank god for that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:28006</id>
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    <title>"The World, Again" chapter 1</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T14:48:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T14:48:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>say anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh yeah, auditions for my first ever directorial debut are today.  I'm getting ready to start making copies of audition forms and sign up sheets and whatnot.  This is the big day, and I'm so freaking excited.  Hopefully everything goes smoothly.  I'm a little nervous about making actors audition in front of each other, but, hey, they're actors: they'll survive.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:27777</id>
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    <title>"make your art sell"</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T00:49:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-26T00:49:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>unrest</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Peter's making rice and beans and some anonymous fruit in a one-dish wonder right now.  The joys of having dinner cooked for you are too many to name.  Things like that are really wonderful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a completely random week, for sure.  I made a quiche last night and played gin- mostly lost, I'll admit, but it was pretty fun to talk shit with an old friend.  i really enjoy cards.  Playing makes me want to  have martinis and smoke Nat Sherman's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy's coming next weekend.  Hopefully, auditions for my first play will have gone well and I'll have my cast list posted and be selling tickets by then... because when Murphy comes into town, you've got to take a break and have some drinks and do your nails.  Jaqua demands it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about ordering a subscription to a magazine.  I've never done that before.  hmmmm</content>
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    <title>What is a good substitute for baking powder??</title>
    <published>2008-01-24T15:43:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-24T15:43:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hum-downward is heavanward</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ho hum... life seems to want to slow down in January/February, but life really doesn't ACTUALLY slow down in January/February.  We've got auditions coming up and I am completely scared shitless of doing this theatre thing. I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm jumping in head first to the sharks... here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite moved in yet, but working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having breakfast.  Whatever happened to once a week brunch with all the friends??  That was fun.  We should do that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taught Berry how to knit yesterday.  She is really fun, and I hope we can knit in large groups here in Lm.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:27287</id>
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    <title>It's going to take some work.</title>
    <published>2008-01-17T20:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-17T20:30:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>breathe owl breathe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I thank God for Peter Richards.  What a blessing he has been on my life.  And for all of the friends I've made over the last year and a half.  John, Josh, Jen, Angela and Mike, Cody, Ande, and a whole other slew of people who I am extremely grateful for.  I swear, as soon as we're moved in at least most of the way, you should all come over and I'll make for you a freaking feast!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that the bad comes with the good is something we all know.  Actually letting the bad happen without imploding when it does is quite hard to do.  It's nice to work things out (actually saying them), especially when you didn't acknowledge their existence in the first place.  That's tough as well.  I've always wanted to be this rock.  Bring on the storms and the ocean waves... do not budge.  Now I know that's not possible.  Being an actual human hurts sometimes.  Admitting I can't fix everything really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making art today and cleaning my house.  It's nice to have a few hours alone.  Just me and the little biscuit with the wet nose and the big brown eyes is such great medicine.  What would man do without dog??  I'm not sure I want to know the answer to that question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Mac's tonight to see Kadro. You should join me...</content>
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    <title>boybetty @ 2008-01-16T10:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-16T16:39:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-16T16:39:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dishwasher noises</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The sun is finally out today!!  I can't tell you how much I've missed the presence of the sun in my life.  All of this gloominess has made me want to stay in bed, but I actually want to go out today... too bad I'm at work all day.  It'll probably be dark when I get home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on a date tonight.  I'm excited to do something other than work on stuff. Last night, I saw Charlie Wilson's War.  It was actually a great movie.  Ande and I went to NCG (its their $5 ticket night).  I did skip out on the double-feature of AVP2.  Not quite ready for so much alien action.  I'm watching all of the Alien movies though.  I've never seen them and I just so happen to have the boxed set in my posession... Movie night??</content>
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    <title>For real, son</title>
    <published>2008-01-14T12:41:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-14T12:41:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We get Becky today.  &lt;br /&gt;When I get home from work tonight, there will be a sweet little puppy waiting for me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that I'll need to be home more often.  That's a wonderful excuse to stay home a little more often, since I love that dog so much.  I've really missed having her around lately.    Hopefully we can finish moving in soon.  Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadro is coming to town and playing at Mac's bar on Thursday night.  I hope you all will come out to support this band- they're awesome.</content>
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    <title>boybetty @ 2008-01-12T18:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-12T23:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-12T23:53:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>M83</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, what does it mean when you have people disappointed in your life on their deathbed?  What does it mean when you're completely happy with your own life?  What if the hard decisions that everybody wished you wouldn't do turned out to be some of the best? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'll be chewing on.</content>
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    <title>boybetty @ 2008-01-10T13:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-10T19:00:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-10T19:00:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>low</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After a freaking lifetime, I'm now connected to the internet in my new place!  What a weird experience it was to not be connected to the rest of the world.  People were talking about things I had no idea about, not that I've gotten out much, other than to work on the next exhibit with Peter and to drop hundreds of dollars on very trivial (yet useful) shit for the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned today- hardcore cleaned.  You may even want to pay to see that shit.  It was a massive cleaning attack on the house that seems to embody the phrase: entropy trap.  Also, on this wonderfully exciting vacation of mine, I've finished a science fiction novel called Postwatch (the redemption of Christopher Columbus) by Orson  Scott Card.  Finished it last night at Cody's place and it was a pretty awesome book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ande and Holly got married.  Peter and I stood in the wedding as maid of honor and best man (respectively).  The impromptu wedding was gorgeous and I had to pinch myself to keep from crying the entire time.  Other thoughts were as follows:  "Don't lock your knees.  Don't lock your knees."  (Peter's thoughts were, as it turned out, the same).  The best part of the wedding was when Peter and I got to sneak out back to decorate Holly's car.  FUN.</content>
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    <title>MONSTERS!!</title>
    <published>2007-12-31T15:51:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-31T15:51:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tweedle dee and tweedle dum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">New house.  New year.  We finish completely moving tonight.  Peter's moving some stuff with Ande today and when I get out of work tonight, we'll clean and be done with the whole thing!  I can't tell you how ready I was for this to happen!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the new place last night, mostly drinking beer and whiskey and unpacking and cleaning and joking, hugging, folding, planning on where all of our art will go on the walls.  We have an Anthony Vasquez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Peter's birthday is on Thursday.  We're having a potluck party/impromtu Stargrazer show.  You all are welcome, even though we'll probably still be living out of boxes.  I'll try to keep the house clean until then.  I plan on going through the entire house next week (when I'm on vacation) and scrubbing the hell out of everything!  Hope to see you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ande's marrying Holly on Saturday.  That should be fun.  I'm so glad they're doing that.  When you know, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you on Thursday.  Peter bought me my first stuffed animal last night- his name is Sydney.  He was the ugliest bear at Schuler-- so cute!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:boybetty:25808</id>
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    <title>Window</title>
    <published>2007-12-28T15:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-28T15:06:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I couldn't sleep last night.  I had some really creepy nightmares.  One of them seems so rediculous when I think about it now.  Peter and I were having a party at the house and all of these people that I didn't know kept coming over.  Peter knew them and totally would not introduce me to them and they wouldn't even acknowledge me.  It was pretty frustrating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning feeling really upset about I'm not sure what.  Maybe the dream suggests I feel left out of something, but I just feel sad.  I feel this pressure on my chest and I just want to be left alone.  Not sure I know what's going on.  We're in the middle of a move, I want to leave 206 Rumsey completely behind me and be done with all of that shit attached to it, where the hell did the sun go??  Actually, it was probably that vegetarian italian sausage thing we ate last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to visit a tanning salon soon if the sun doesn't come out.</content>
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    <title>Jed! Obviously you're not a golfer!</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T17:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T17:44:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>microphones, the good album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Christmas is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so done with all of this shit (not Christmas, that was fun).  I cannot wait to be moved and settled and fucking DONE.  It's causing me more greif than I care to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a wonderful note, Jill got engaged!  Holy shit!  I saw that one coming, and it's fucking awesome.</content>
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    <title>Christmas</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T19:32:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T19:32:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>damien rice/the album leaf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We had our Christmas gift thing yesterday.  Peter got me some really cool stuff and I got him pretty much the same thing... books, cd's, I'm really glad I decided not to get him that cashmere sweater because he got me that hippie tree sweater I was eyeing at the last event at SCENE.  The craft fair. It was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Saw I AM LEGEND yesterday.  It scared the shit out of me.  Good thing Peter was doing his job, that is to hold me while I jump half a million times at a scary movie (and then to laugh at me for doing it when the film is over).</content>
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    <title>YIPPEE</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T03:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T03:34:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>grandaddymix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw the doctor.  She said that I need to sleep more, or at least rest if I'm not sleeping.  I think I can manage that, say... next February??... if only.  Probably not until next July or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at the biggest Hills Cheese day EVER (we're talkin' like four generations, folks).  It was hella busy.  I am totally wiped.  I'm listening to grandaddy and NOT PACKING tonight.  Good news:  Peter and I got our house key and we're going to start moving into our new house tomorrow!!</content>
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    <title>Bringin' home the cheddar</title>
    <published>2007-12-20T23:23:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-20T23:23:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>grandaddy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got home from the market and I'm really on edge.  I do a great job of hiding it, but I'm so freaking nervous.  I got sick last week and I'm going to see the doctor about it in the morning.  It's probably nothing, but I haven't been to the doctor in almost ten years, it seems, and I'm afraid I've got cancer or some other life-altering condition.  My mother got cancer when she was just a little younger than me.  My grandmother had a 30-lb cancerous tumor just a few years ago and it should have (but didn't, thankfully) killed her.  I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.  I'll know one way or the other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great.  Everybody came down to the market, Steph, Dan, the kids.  Steph's buying 80% of my health insurance now, which makes me feel really great.  It's a good thing to have (even if it's only Major).  I'm going to be packing tonight and I hope that everything goes well tomorrow.  Wish me luck.</content>
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    <title>Fascist meet and greets and apricot martinis</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T16:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-19T16:26:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>screaming children</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bailing out has never been so fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Peter and I were supposed to be at this Grand River Connection thing last night at the Mariott in EL.  We get all dressed up.  I'm exhausted and Peter's day was so bad that he won't even talk about it.  We get into the parking structure and he's about to turn off the car. &lt;br /&gt;I say, "You know, sweetheart, we don't have to do this.  We can just go get a drink or something".  &lt;br /&gt;Peter tells me to close my eyes, so I do.  We ended up going to this really fancy restaurant and getting fancy drinks and bitching about the stressors of the day.  It was so fun, I'm telling you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate some creme brule to finish off the meal.  Went home and watched a movie and fell asleep.  I love that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had some minor surgery today on his neck, but he just called and said that everything turned out okay.  We're packing tonight.  Sounds like prime time for pizza and beer...</content>
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