Archive for December, 2002

End of the Year as We Know It

Tuesday, December 31st, 2002

Here, on this final day of 2002, I leave behind so much.

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Tuesday, December 31st, 2002

MSNBC’s 2002 in Photos

The Best to YOU Each Morning

Monday, December 30th, 2002

Over my apple slices, egg biscuit, and hash browns breakfast at Clayton’s, I intended to tell Ryan the single most significant issue that has tormented me for far too long. The words simply would not transform from an intention to an audible pattern mutually shared among humans. Out of time, I played it safe and […]

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Wednesday, December 25th, 2002

In our world, too, a stable once had something inside it that was bigger than the whole world. Queen Lucy in The Last Battle by C.S. Lewis

Remember the Jesus kid?

Tuesday, December 24th, 2002

My family always opens gifts on Christmas Eve. No exception this year. I am happy to report that the gifts I received were things that I needed, not frivolous stuff.
Everyone always talks about having a less commercialized Christmas, but few actually change gift buying habits. There is nothing that I could give my grandparents or […]

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Tuesday, December 24th, 2002

I’ll buy you a routine for Christmas, okay? Adam in response to my earlier journal entry (12/19/2002)

The Man I Call Father

Monday, December 23rd, 2002

I appreciate that my Dad picked me up from Charlottesville Albemarle Airport and delivered me to Meme & Papa’s house. My plane departed over an hour late from Washington Dulles International Airport and my dad had to work Christmas Eve morning. The hour and a half drive allowed for the only opportunity to seriously talk […]

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, December 22nd, 2002

I will be in Virginia for Christmas and in San Francisco for Macworld Expo during the next three weeks. Regular blogging will resume upon my return.

I Want to Fight

Thursday, December 19th, 2002

Spiritually, I just feel drained. "God, help me, help me, help me. Thank you, thank you, thank you," is about the extent of what I can mutter. Coming to California has not killed the feeling of being left behind that originated when I deferred from Emerson College. Hearing talk of finals and graduation plans by […]

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Thursday, December 19th, 2002

Unfortunate Christmas Cards