Category: Navel Gazing
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Each day is a gift, right? The older I get the more I am made aware of this truth. Even with Mafan breathing down my neck, I can still see the blessings–the surprising goodness of life. I think writing for this blog the past two years has also shown me how much actually happens in…
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Thinking about concluding this documention of my daily schedule for the blog, I was struck by the fact that the rest of my day is pretty mundane. Not in a bad way, but in a somewhat predictable way. It doesn’t make for good reading, I guess. So please forgive me if I embellish just a…
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Today in class we learned words used for telling time in Chinese. (Watch out second graders, I’m hot on your trail.) As part of this time-telling exercise, we had to tell our teacher (laoshi — pronounced lao-sure) what our daily timetable looked like. It was so thrilling for me that I knew it would be…
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As the Yeti nears the three week mark before his departure to more moutainous regions…(weird to say that being in the mountain-endowed state of Washington!)…I have been feeling a bit displaced. I liken the experience to what it must feel like for a document to be "cut and pasted". If you’re a computer degenerate (not…
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Being pseudo-unemployed now, I thought it would be interesting to figure out how many different jobs I’ve had in my life thusfar. My friend Jer is the inspiration for this post because he’s had 17 different jobs (and he’s not even 30 yet!) I’m not using his criteria though (i.e. you must have a W-2…
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Blogging after midnight is just plain stupid. Especially when I have two alarm clocks that go off at seven (or earlier) every morning (rain or shine, power outage or not.) I keep telling myself this is the last time…just one more minute and I’m done forever, but then I keep thinking, writing, and coming back…
yeti speak... 