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Wednesday, July 09, 2003
I�ve been wracking my brain trying to think of something to write about, but frankly� I got nuthin�. I guess I�m not quite back in the regular life, non-vacation groove just yet. That�s not terribly surprising, I suppose, given that this was my first real vacation (as in �get out of town for an extended period� vacation, versus my usual �take a week off and look for another job� vacation) in about, um, fifteen years. Give or take. I may physically be in Seattle, at my desk, but mentally I�m in a cool, dark forest, looking straight up a thousand-year-old redwood tree and listening to it creak in the wind. Which would, I have to admit, beat the shit out of being at work.
bmarkey 7/09/2003 08:13:00 PM