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Damn, I’m Sore

Did 3.5 miles yesterday, which I didn’t think would be a lot until I actually did it. When you’re used to jogging 2.6 or 2.7 miles, jumping to 3.5 is a fucking bitch. I just didn’t realize how much until I stood up just now. Damn. I’ve got kickboxing tonight, too.

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Sisterly Love

Somebody else has purportedly got Lynne Cheney’s lesbian romance up. I sure wish my last name was Cheney. The opening paragraph to a book I wrote when I was fourteen sounded just like this: “On every side, there was emptiness. On every side, the prairie stretched on and on, unbroken to the horizon. Even the

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Welcome to Chicago

It’s quarter to seven. I’m heading to the train station, splashing through dark puddles on the pavement. The sky’s that purple-black color that city skies get just before dawn. At this time of the morning, the smell of fried Thai food from the restaurants lining the street is more stink than smell, and my stomach

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