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Someone please write to the Flint Journal and let them know how irrelevant and insulting this thing is.

It’s the worst I’ve seen since “Anorexic teen should swallow her pride.”

No taste at all.

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– THE WEEKEND – On the ups, I had an absolutely exhilerating Holy Week. I felt at home in my new adopted parish and I got to spent a wonderful weekend with Jess whether we were walking in the wind on Thursday night, eating a midnight breakfast of bacon and eggs on Easter or laying out on a beach towel in Fort Greene Park.

Happy Easter!

I halfway thought of posting something detailed and religious today, but it’s a day of rest, and the eye of a big storm that won’t be over until sometime in May. That said, revel in this; isn’t it beautiful?

And what a good Friday it was! I got up with Jessica, and after she left I did my morning “chores”: stretched, cleaned, blogged. Didn’t have enough time for Spanish. But from that point on, it was all religion.

I walked to the Oratory in time for the twelve o’clock Stations of the Cross.

Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain, and Robert Johnson.

Fortunately, I’m almost out of this particularly unpleasant thicket.

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– YESTERDAY – A good day. I got a lot accomplished, and wnet up to the roof to start reading Wittgenstein’s Mistress which I am enjoying greatly so far. Of course, I have to reread Ryder… that’s not going so hot, and I barely cracked Gravity’s Rainbow.

We should all go out and wash sombody’s feet.

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No time! There is no time today to ramble on through my blog. Too much to do! Too much to do!

– YESTERDAY – Yesterday was exhausting, and I felt a little queasy at the end, like I ate too much of something rich, very quickly.

– YESTERDAY – Not a bad day overall. I wasn’t tired. After work I ran a couple errands around New School and Manhattan. I’d misplaced my keys at home, so I had to wait on the stairs for Jess to let me in.