lafayetteproulx

Shh.

Everyone, let me introduce you to my stress headaches, stress headaches, this is everyone.

Now my doctor calls them cluster headaches. Basically one step below a migraine (Except I still get one or two good migraines a year. Okay, good is a poor choice of wording for a migraine). I call them clusterfucks.

Now I know what you're thinking, "Tommy, what are you so stressed...
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Why panic at 10 o'clock in the morning?

It's an appropriate chapter title from John Irving's A Widow For One Year which I'm 325 pages into (of 536). It's a wonderful novel, and even though its size is quite daunting it's well worth the read.

I find it hard to think of things to blog about after I made a personal promise that I wouldn't...
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When I come up with an idea for a story it's usually quite a disjointed effort.

Hit and Run to the Altar came about because I was thinking about how saying someone got "run over" by a car was largely inaccurate, because really you get run under, the car hits you and you roll over the top of it. That turned into me wanting to...
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O bed! O bed! delicious bed!
That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
~Thomas Hood

Vodka and beer and wine, oh my!

My stomach is wagging its finger saying, "tsk tsk tsk."

My brain is also saying, "I don't want to go to work, anything but work!"

I am finally sitting on 180 pounds flat. The scale teetered between 179 and 180 before settling on the latter. It's good because it means I've lost 30 pounds in 8 months. It...
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The number of guys I can get along with is so completely small.

I have a handful of guy friends. There's Stephen who can be a little socially inappropriate but other than that he's a top notch guy. He borrows things and returns them promptly, or at least when reminded.

Jared has now dropped off the face of the planet. I'm pretty sure his fiance...
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Okay, this is my third time writing this blog. It's been happening a lot lately, I'll write something, erase it, start again, repeat. I just have a million things to say and realize this probably isn't the place for most of them.

What I will say is that I should have been in bed hours ago, but I'm kind of involved in a book right...
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I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. - Jack Kerouac

I'm listening to a cd of pretty much just Jack Kerouac talking. Talking about the history of bop, reading about the beat...
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nevermind.