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Month: December 2003

Auto-Focus, My Ass

Auto-Focus, My Ass

So it’s not the best of cameras. It was only meant to be a starter camera, the sort you get for a child when they’re first learning how to shoot. Still, you’d expect to get a decent picture with the autofocus and fine setting turned on, right? How hard could it be? Very hard, it seems. This is only one of a handful of test shots I took before the batteries died on me, and if you look really closely,…

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Wish Lists

Wish Lists

When you don’t feel well enough to be out and about and the holidays have gotten you down, you tend to do silly and pointless things, like look through people’s Amazon Wish Lists and wish you had enough money to practice some seriously random acts of kindness. I don’t know half of these people, those whose lists I peruse. I’ve never met them, and here I am studying the lists of things they covet, things they hope other people will…

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Things I Missed This Weekend Because of the Flu

Things I Missed This Weekend Because of the Flu

1. Holiday lunch with co-workers at a restaurant I’ve never tried before, the creative director’s treat. 2. Gingerbread house making party, which I’d been looking forward to all month. All those attending get to learn how to make their own gingerbread houses, and I was going to bring the one I made to the next thing I missed… 3. Christmas carolling at Steph’s in L.A. It’s become somewhat of a tradition, and I always look forward to it. She has…

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Fever in the Morning, Fever All Through the Night

Fever in the Morning, Fever All Through the Night

The slight fever became more than slight, so I called work at eight in the morning and took a sick day. It’s a good thing I did. Within three hours, I followed a downward trend, and the fever grew worse. I was burning up, and I was in and out of consciousness. I made another phone call and an appointment, and in half an hour I had a thermometer underneath my tongue and a nurse telling me I had a…

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One Flu Over at This Cuckoo’s Nest

One Flu Over at This Cuckoo’s Nest

I don’t know how I managed it. I was feeling fine last night, grateful that I didn’t have a migraine as I watched The Return of the King. Then I woke up with a little tickle in my lungs, a feathery sensation every time I breathed, which then turned into little coughs, more tickles, and a sexy, scratchy voice. I went home a little early so I could have some soupy comfort food and go buy some cough syrup for…

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