March 2008
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March 5th, 2008.
A long day, a long night. Wet on both counts, good on both counts. Heather and I got up late and got moving late. We drove out to Chapel Hill to have a work day with our computers and their internet before it was time to play, but we timed it poorly and ended up…
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March 3rd, 2008.
So, sometimes it’s pretty hard to be me. Not for any decent reason. Not because I’m colourblind or left-handed in a right-handed world. Not because I’m poor or because I had a good upbringing with good parents with good parenting skills in a world where it’s so much cooler to have a lot of anger…