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Everlong Everwood

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Mo and Ian graciously allowed me to crash in their living room on the California leg of CA/UT trip. I thought I wasn’t planning anything, other than meeting Magnus (who is absolutely gorgeous and I can’t stop looking at his cuteness) and also, a last minute plan to race up to Napa for brunch at […]

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Karl

Saturday, July 26, 2003

I am very sad today. Karl the fish at 826 Valencia died. I just now found out. Too late to send flowers or bowls of red jell-o and bananas and Cool-Whip. Karl was Jen Larsen’s boyfriend. I wanted him to be my fishy boyfriend, but did not want to step on the beautiful delicate feet […]

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Not a Howl but a whimper

Saturday, June 21, 2003

I wander around City Lights bookstore, dizzy by the stacks and stacks and stacks of words I love so much. I have tiny triumphs each time I see one of my beloved authors displayed, the authors I have to special order back in the land of John Grisham, Nora Roberts and Danielle Steele. The black […]

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