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So last night I did, indeed, go out. True to form, we arrived an hour and a half after I'd hoped to, but not true to form, this time, it wasn't me. As I'd expected, it was the boys.


Some things I learned:

My pool game still sucks. JoAnna, we MUST practise.

It's not "Rick James," it's "Rick James, bitch!"

I can now run from the street all the way around back to my front door. I started with part of the path in August, and now I'm going the whole way. GO, ME!

I can wring a vague sense of guilt from almost any situation.

What's pretty much work-a-day to me is always going to be slightly exotic to others, and some days, that'll get you admiring looks and a copy of "Van Helsing"!

Just because there isn't any competition doesn't mean I'm not good at something.

There is no reason I can't do half the things I tell myself I can't do.

One of the fastest routes to self-defeat is to expect my willpower to fail.

Some guys are always going to think that requesting they be able to spell is a tall order. These are not the men for me.

I may indeed have been blinded by his brilliance, but that doesn't mean there aren't other bright stars out there. One day, I may actually believe that.

I will always miss him, and I will never get the last of the roots out of my ground.

"Van Helsing" may have gotten panned, but golly, it's a fun movie. Campy, and visually over-the-top, but gloriously fun. I wish my hair were as pretty as Hugh Jackman's.

Kate Beckinsale needs a new agent.

I need a new job.
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