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Friday, February 14, 2003

Okay. So it's been awhile.
It's not that I don't love you, but I'm busy. Capital B. In bold, neon hypertext Busy.

I kinda thought moving out here was going to be one of those, "Be bored, write a book out of sheer boredom and time on my hands, make money, go home to Seattle" kind of experiences.

Oh, my. How the Universe laughs at my hubris.

I thought I'd teach some classes. So I approached a few places, and I was pounced upon by a pack of wild art-hungry wolves and torn limb from limb.

I make it sound like this is a Bad Thing. It's not. It's FABULOUS. But I'm currently teaching 26 classes next month. Almost one a day. And that's just /locally/. In May, I'm travelling.

I'm boggling. And somewhere, God's tittering with laughter at my folly of thinking this'd be restful.

I'm quite happy.

New guy. But you knew that'd happen. There was one, M, but he's history. (and heartbreak, but we won't go there. More of a disappointment than heartbreak, too.) Now there's a new one. It's complicated.

I'm thinking of using this space as a daily prompt newsletter. Stay tuned.

------e
the harried

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