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...thinking about my recent breakup with Jane and then learning that my dad had to go back into the hospital....and had a nice long cry about life and the ever-quickening passage of time. Happy October 2017 everyone! <3
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On Thursday morning Jane Anne and I broke up. She took this sad pic of herself on my camera before leaving. :(
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Was feeling sad but also relieved to be home.
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That NYC December feeling. lol
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During this time in my life I felt really unsure about things. Suddenly, the idea that anybody I meet could find this website and see 20 years of crazy photos from my life seemed like a really insane thing to have online.
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She hasn't played me a song since. :(
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After grabbing lunch, Kim spotted one of the creepy-ass-fuck Dan Perino "looking for a girlfriend" flyers that had just gone up all around the neighborhood. (Here's a NY Mag article on this over a year later. 158???)
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Spent most of the evening visiting someone in hospice. (I'd link to his website, but it's no longer around, just like him). Couldn't warm up so I just left my coat on. Took this picture to remember him and how I felt after seeing him.

"O nobly-born, that which is called death hath now come. Thou art departing from this world, but thou art not the only one; death cometh to all. Do not cling, in fondness and weakness, to this life. Even though thou clingest out of weakness, thou hast not the power to remain here. Thou wilt gain nothing more than wandering in this Samsara. Be not attached to this world; be not weak."
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Awww, sad! Meredith and I spent a few week experimenting with joint custody of Maddy before eventually deciding, based on our schedules, that it made sense for me to take her full-time. I took this photo after Maddy had been over at Mer's for three days. It can be so sad to come home to an empty apartment when you're used to being greeted by a little wiener. In my journal for the day I wrote, "I keep rushing home to discover there's nothing to rush home to."
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Ellen's reaction to finding out that the Mystery Challenge required her to get seriously daytime-drunk.
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...but do you have any idea when MY MOM IS COMING HOME?
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Edie's cheeks were getting smooshed by her spandex headpiece. Haha.
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Saddest reason for having extra-elbow room ever. Solo trip to Vancouver ROUND 2!
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After arriving at the airport, Meredith checked in at the ticket counter and the person at the counter pointed out that her passport had expired.
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HI. HAS SEEN MY MOM?
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Walking through Stuytown later in the afternoon I came across a a dead baby squirrel (with a fly already on its mouth) that must've fallen out of the trees above.
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Ellen was so sad for the bear. Awwww.
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...and I realized that I still have a serious treat problem.
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Alexis is blue.
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Lisa had like a nano-second of compassion...
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Hahaha. There was a flier up advertising some party the MisShapes were DJing at and somebody totally took the time to go out of their way and write the word "DOUCHE" with an arrow pointing to Geordon's name. It made Sarah sad. But me, I'm a real sucker for passive aggressive acts that are done with flair! You won me over with your pink pen, dear flier vandal!
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By midnight, the "irritation" on my nostril had turned into a swollen, painful, honking nightmare. I texted my doctor and told him that I needed to see him first thing in the morning. Ouch.
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While the swim was fun, Meredith realized that spending the rest of her drunk night in soaking wet clothes probably wouldn't be all that awesome and we decided to stumble home in search of dry clothes and a bed to pass out on.
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...still pretty much one of the hardest games ever!
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And then on the walk home I saw this totally sweet and sad tribute to John the Super on the block next to mine.
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I don't know why, but I thought this was so sweet and heart-breakingly sad at the same time.
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Then we made stupid faces!
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We left Revolver and started walking west on Rivington which led us directly past the apartment where Tara used to live back when she lived in NYC! *Sniffle!*
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...and Karen.
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Goodbye little scuba bathtub ducky, we'll miss you most of all. (If you're looking for a great diving resort, I highly, highly recommend Compass Point! It's one of the greatest places I've ever stayed!)
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The next afternoon we packed up and got ready to check out and head to the airport. Sad!
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The post-procedural patient. Hahaha. Meredith had read that if the whack was successful and the cyst had been ruptured, it would take a few days to for it to go away. Nothing to do but wait! (Spoiler: the cyst didn't go away).
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Shandi got sad just from me telling her the story about it. Hahah.
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Sarah.
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Not this one.
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Sarah missed me so much this is what her face looked like the entire time I'd been away.
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No win for you!
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...and I left a very pouty nun standing on the street.
back in nyc
October 21, 2004
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Sad-faced Leigh helping me schlepp my stuff over to Meredith's apartment (Meredith was out of town for the weekend and was kind enough to let me stay at her place my last few days in town. Thanks, Mer!)
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Awwww.
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...and some dolphin/peace sign fake tattoo arm bands to go with my pendand "Just to make it easier for me to fit in." Hahaha.
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See?
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Karen giving Sarah's cleavage a little "hot dog in the bun" action. (Sarah's expression makes this pic a serious contender for Photo of the Night).
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The recently engaged Bev has had her Player status revoked and was not allowed beyond the point. Sorry, Charlie. Enjoy the rest of your married life.
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I wish you never had to go, June.
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There was something really sad about the fact that Vince Neil's big comeback show was sponsored by Endurance RX. The "Daily Sex Performance Booster" for men that's devilvered in a tasty chocolate chew. (Which according to their website "Makes muscle contractions more forceful by promoting release from the nerve at the neuromuscular junction." Ew.) This picture was taken around 10:30 and Vince still hadn't even arrived at the venue. We went and spoke to the organizers and they told us he was running a few hours late. Hours? They told us to try coming back a little after midnight. So to kill time we went to a nearby dinner and had coffee and pie and ice cream.
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Karen and Bridget commiserated over my loss.
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"Hey, don't sweat it.She didn't give me one of those on my birthday either."
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Here's Tara later that day getting ready to leave her apartment for the last time EVER!
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Here he is with Jenny Kijowski leaving the office with a box of stuff cleared off of his desk. (Partial list of said box: Tongue Joy, tongue mounted vibrator and attachments; Viagra sample pack; Penis extender weight kit with instructional video; Family pictures; CB2000 male chastity harness; AC/DC figurine and “ The Accommodator” chin-mounted dildo.)
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Take it from Grizzle, not many things'll make you mist up quicker than a masterfully executed Human League duet.
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Au revoir pour toujours, ma petite tomate!
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I spent most of Monday in meetings for work. Tara spend most of Monday getting incredibly sunburnt at the hotel pool. Ouchie. After meeting up, we set out on the strip to explore some more.
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We ended up getting stuck on the ridiculously hot subway platform for over an hour! Then, making matters worse, the subway kept stopping! It took us almost two hours just to get from Manhattan to Brooklyn.
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And unfortunately, it was also apparently a really good place to get bitten by bugs. Big fucking bugs. I mean, do you see the size of that bug bite?
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Too bad living in NYC makes everywhere else seem weird. Around 7:30ish we pulled off the road in northeastern CT to get some dinner. Every place we stopped at was completely mobbed with people. We finally settled on Friendly's (which beyond being filled with a "not-so-Friendly" waitstaff, also had a 25 minute wait for a table). We elected to do the "smart" thing and eat outside. So instead of only waiting 25 minutes inside, we sat outside, freezing our asses off for 50 minutes waiting for our food...all the while listening to somebody's frigging car alarm go off in the parking lot. In the words of Isabella, "Oh, for Frank's sake! Turn that gosh darn thing off!"
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The Taylor sisters were starting to get grouchy...