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Posts in January 2011
Week 6: Hit By The Bus
January 25, 2011
My hips are bruised because my size zero jeans with absolutely no stretch are now way too tight. They may fit after 15 minutes of pulling, but just because they button doesn’t mean they’re comfortable. The lack of oxygen and black and blue patterns across... [+]
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25Jan
Week 5: Pope Paul, Malcolm X,...
January 19, 2011
Today’s wake up call sure beat an alarm clock, and just like Billy Joel–“We didn’t start the fire.” Picture this: Sound asleep at Ryan’s house. Loud banging on the door. Faint sounds of people yelling in yard. A very concerned proclation from Patrick (Ryan’s roommate):... [+]
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19Jan
Week 4: Does A Bear Poop In The...
January 10, 2011
Today started unlike any other Sunday. We woke up in the woods, stiff from the hard ground and foggy as to how we ended up there. Surrounding us was a mess of filthy clothes, bed linens, a flat lizard with a bit of guts hanging... [+]
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10Jan
Week 3: The Return to Wat...
January 2, 2011
Back in Tampa after a 700 mile holiday severance. We’ve missed one whole week of Sunday brunch…where to go, where to go. Although the desire to continue with new venues is tempting, I’ve been craving Wat Mongkolratanaram (Thai Temple) since Thursday. The Thai people and their reversible silk robes... [+]
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02Jan