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If you were to throw up your hands in exasperation and yell "it's the story of my life," what would you be talking about?
It would involve getting something I didn't want and/or not getting something I did want. The jury's still out on the getting-what-I-need part.
Besides SMITH, I read stories at:
thisamericanlife.org. OK, that's not reading, but truth be told, I listen to more stories than I read. Ira Glass rocks my world. Also, I've somewhat belatedly become a fan of The Moth. Am currently loving the podcast.
In bed I like to read:
but only sometimes.
My favorite story of all time is:
impossible to choose, but the other day I was thinking that 'A Fine Balance' might be the best novel I ever read.
Right now, I'm reading:
'The River's Tale: A Year on the Mekong' by Edward Gargan (because that's where I am, though it hasn't been a year yet).
Latest Memoir (of 126):
I'm the queen of half-assed relationships.
- I'm the queen of half-assed relationships.
- Barcelona. Traveling again. Wonderful. But temporary.
- Grant's almost up. Find another job.
- Only regret: visiting that damned volcano.
- Now I'm the reverse Liz Gilbert.
- Depressed. Sick of traveling. Going home.
- Saw nothing in Christchurch but Avatar.
- New Zealand next. Hoping for inspiration.
- Turned 41. Less fun than 40.
- Tasmanian roadtrip: gorgeous scenery, too-young companions.
- Rained-out picnic. Spontaneous house party ensued.
- New Year’s beach picnic. Loving Melbourne.
- Not healed but traveling anew. Again.
- Castlemaine: friends, food, drink, crosswords, Christmas.
- Ten-day meditation retreat. Mind still chattering.