Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Where have all the cowboys gone?
I must stop watching network news because they keep airing those tragic profiles of fallen soldiers and I uncontrollably sob for several minutes until I realize that the evil media entities are trying to undermine my justifications for the liberation of Iraq. At least my humanity is only revealed momentarily and my brain is able to quickly take over. In other news, I experienced another very rare, highly emotional episode while reading Kate Chopin's The Awakening last night, which I have read 1.2 million times, and for some reason I couldn't stop choking back tears. Something is horribly wrong with me.
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Oh that's just too funny, I used to walk past DiscBurn every day on my way to Marshall Fields. I work in the building across fifth street from Galtier (sorry about having to be so cryptic, but you never know who may find you on the internet).
My friends always make fun of my preference for St. Paul (as opposed to Minneapolis). There are just so many unique things in and around St. Paul.
One of my favorite things to do on the weekends is go through the open houses of all the new lofts and apartments. Some of them are just so amazing. If you ever have the opportunity, stop by the Great Northern Loft, while well out of my price range, much of the buildings original integrity was preserved during renovation.
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