Day 82: ‘Cause I Have Those Aplenty
My beds are always empty if you don’t count the ghosts “Rose” — Menomena [Project 365]
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Author: theogeo
Cats. Typefaces. Bad jokes.
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Day 81: Crafty
Not too long after this picture was taken, Bones — the puppy who loves to be manhandled — got in a little love tussle and traipsed right through the blue paint and left a sweet little paw-print track on the hardwood floor, and was all like, “What? It’s art.” [Project 365]
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Day 80: C-T
Saturday Matt and Kerry got hitched Memphis-style at Ernestine & Hazel’s, and I tell you what, I have never seen the place looking classier or bumping more earnestly with the hilarious dancing of mostly not-very-rhythmic folks*. Good times, good times. Zach said some really nice things at the ceremony about friends being your chosen family, and it’s just so true and so right that there’s not much to add to it. He was clearly feeling…
friends project 365 (2009)
Day 78: Flowers
They don’t fix things, but they smell good. [Project 365]
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Day 77: The Bachelor (Party)
Yesterday didn’t have the chance to be a great day, what with everything that’s happening at work. Some people who are close to me were affected and it absolutely sucks not knowing what to do for them. We are all going to need to make some serious decisions about the future, and even though we’ve been thinking about what to do for a long time, it still feels like being out in the middle of…
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Day 76: Lucky
In the face of all I struggle with, I’ve got so much to be happy about in my life. Foremost, of course, would be my bitchin’ Scotch-Irish genes. [Project 365]
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Day 75: Retail Therapy
Spent the day taking my mind of Felix. Bought a dress and these shoes for an upcoming wedding. Are horrible/delicious Chinese buffet food. Saw Watchmen. Consumed, consumed, consumed. Felt a little better. [Project 365]
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Day 74: Burial
I knew I was going to have to write this post eventually, and for many months now, I knew the time was creeping closer and closer. I just didn’t know how close. And then Sunday things just sort of fell apart and difficult decisions had to be made and here we are. Felix battled his insulinoma like a trooper, but you can only fight your body so long. And Sunday, after so many seizures and…
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