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Fucking allergies.

Every problem has a solution, and every solution creates a problem.

Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes and here’s a piece of advice: if you want to get wasted very quickly atTrader Vic’s, start with the Queen’s Park Swizzle.

Maybe all the angst occurs BEFORE you turn 30, in the lead-up to turning 30, and maybe actually BEING 30 is anti-climactic. Another sign I’m 30: for the first time in my life, I pledged to NPR.

You know you’re gay when you’re on the treadmill at the gym and the next song that comes up on your iPod is “Islands In The Stream.”

What’s better than chocolate with caramel?

My sweetheart is at home, sick; actually sick, instead of just sick-day sick.

With deep humility and supplication, I would like to point out that Monday is my 30th birthday and here is My amazon.com Wish List

I think that gas will have to hit $5.00 a gallon before anyone really changes their behavior in this country.

East Lansing: a nice quiet college town during the summer, sleepy, laid-back, the kind of place you can pass the time agreeably while doing very little. The Amtrak was wonderful, and makes me wish I always had the time to travel by train. I finished reading “The Razor’s Edge” and was very moved, even feeling a kind of serenity at book’s end.