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RachelLand

Over here in RachelLand, we have a good time, yeah. IMing with my writer friend R earlier, he was cottoning to the whole fuck off notion and had tickled me so I was giggling for a while after – then later IMing with a colleague who had read my blog on telling people to fuck off and she said she had such a long list to tell – then she started making me belly laugh.…

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The great F word

I just walked back from the LaLa where I told K to fuck off. Ever since he came back he can’t open his mouth without saying something negative. Talking to B about the siding he said well it might leak but then again this whole house has leak problems. That was a few days ago and I corrected him and told him the house had been standing sound and sure longer than he has been…

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Scaling the mountain

Last night was one of the first in the season to be able to sleep with the windows open – a crisp coldish breeze was blowing in all night. I drove Blue to Metairie to bring it in for the brakes then rode my bike uptown for Pilates and back to MidCity to start work in earnest. Ford said they need to keep the truck for possibly two or more days – it’s what I…

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Casual sex as a panacea

A friend called me this morning worried that her newfound sluttiness might not be a symptom of post-Katrina disconnectedness but rather some new identity she has foisted upon herself as of late. I told her to quit beating herself up over a few (let’s call them) indiscretions because after all she is seeking to connect with someone and it’s not her fault she hasn’t found the perfect fit. There are a lot of people doing…

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Make a bet

Yesterday S, my contractor, came by the Can to talk to me about where we’re at and how much $ to finish – yikes – he thinks I can get in by Christmas – I doubt it is what I told him. Then he asked how things were going and I said well since my bonus is determined by how good my last call was and my last call was Yahoo, I was feeling a…

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My Sunday Ritual

After leaving Ms. M, TL pulled up. We had both had VIP tickets to the Big Easy Roller Girls last night and had to give them away because of another social obligation. Anyway, he was grousing about the line at CC’s – I said it is because they are incompetent but they’re working on it. He handed me a ticket for a concert he went to last night – Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins…

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Born on the Bayou

Stopped to talk to Ms. M this morning, the woman who lives directly across the bayou from me, she told me she actually wasn’t born in that house, she was born on DeSoto Street and then moved to the house on Moss when she was about one. Damn, I thought, just shy of a year of being able to say “I was born on the bayou.” She was telling me about the woman who married…

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Dog days blowing in

A cool front has set in and the weather is close to perfect here in New Orleans. Arlene and I headed to the LaLa to clean up all the mess from the week. While we were there B and his crew showed up to work on the siding since it is a day without rain and that is a good thing. I opened up the house and let the cool breeze blow through – while…

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