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Saturday, June 05, 2004 What I wrote two days back re: thinking about the upcoming return to Vermont as little as possible? It seems to be taking up more and more of my mental time. Which means, I'm afraid, that I may be discussing it here. (Meaning yesterday's promise to not go on and on re: slinking back to Vermont = a big ol' fib. I grovel with Here's the thing: how does one ponder that kind of subject without boring everyone to desperate tears? Truly accomplished writers might be able to get away with that kind of navel-gazing. But me? Could be I shouldn't go there. See? Even talking about it just that teensy bit was boring. Brief pause to appreciate the internet: I am truly, honestly grateful. Sincerely. Without the 'net (and this little Compaq laptop that patiently puts up with many hours of me fumbling at it every single day) I wouldn't be able to keep up with entertainment like this and this. Madrid, te quiero. rws 8:44 AM [+]
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