Tag: friends
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International Incident
Well fuck. Looks like I’m not going to Eastercon after all. For various reasons, my doctor has asked me not to travel internationally for the next six months or so. I admit, when my doctor brought this up, I laughed. I mean, after last year, now someone is going to ask me to sit still? I’ve…
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The Long Road Home
Today I will fly seven thousand miles to my home, but it won’t be my home for very much longer. I spent a little time yesterday firming up my travel calendar for November. I probably should have done this sooner, as November starts in two and a half weeks, but there are always so many…
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Going The Distance
I feel like I’ve been going about 100mph for the last month and a half. This certainly isn’t a complaint, as I’ve been having an absolutely wonderful time going places and seeing people, but I’m very glad to be in the middle of a recovering week in Chicago. I love traveling and I always have.…
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10025
I’m back in NYC for a few days before I head back on the road and I feel very odd about being here. I’m staying with my in-laws, and while I love spending time with them, it’s very odd to not be heading back to my old place after dinner with them. It’s not like…
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Stutter
I am always a little bit in awe of my friend, John. He is a writer, and he manages to post to his blog every single day. There are exceptions to this when he is traveling and taking a break from the internet, but for the most part, I get a notification every day from…
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Pretending To Be An Adult
Packing, no, sorting goes well. My closet has been divided into three piles. Required during travel, shipping to Will, or Goodwill. This was a lot easier than I thought it would be. Champagne and girl friends were not required. Which is good, because I don’t have both of those things here, anyways. Guess who cleaned…
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Leaving on Jet Plane
Will left for Japan this morning. At 8:30am (EST) his car showed up, his driver helped him drop his giant suitcases in the back, and off he went. I admit, I was a little worried about how sad I would or would not be after he left. Will and I have played the long distance…
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