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Day 44 — Finding Spirit

Friday, April 24, 2009

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The sun comes early in Antigua, and so do the roosters, crowing. Baby breezes and a gentle sun. A new day. Coffee. Food. Electricity. Cell phone problems. Couldn’t find the bilge but took a shower anyway. I bailed the water out with a cup and an empty black trash can. My girlfriend and I slept on [...]

Day 37 — Gym Sex

Friday, April 17, 2009

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Living with your ex because you’re both unemployed and can’t afford your own place sucks for pursuing a new love. That’s why my gym affords me more than a place to work out. Nothing beats hearing the guys grunt when they lift a 150-pound barbell from a squat. The sound makes me think of the good [...]

Day 30 1/2 — Ahoy! Overstock.com

Friday, April 10, 2009

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All my friend needed to say when I asked him what I should bring for Antigua Sailing Week was not to look like a “rube.” Horrified that I would come off as a yokel, I immediately headed over to Overstock.com to stock up on the appropriate apparel, which included a good deck shoe, duffel bag [...]

Day 28 — Willy Wonka Massage

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

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Just as I bought my airline tickets (on credit) to go to Antigua for sailing week in late April, an email zinged into my mailbox. The subject line read, “Enter to Win! A Chocolate Spa Getaway Contest!” As usual, I read the rest of the promo too fast and skipped the fine print, which I’ll get [...]

Day 27 — Ahoy! Antigua

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

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Protecting my mental health involves rationalizing why it is okay to spend money on things that I shouldn’t when I’m feeling down, and I’m feeling down. Being a Medicaid recipient, I could use my benefits to see a therapist, and it wouldn’t cost anything. Medicaid is great because the answer is always zero when I walk [...]

Day 25 1/2 — That Wanted Feeling

Sunday, April 5, 2009

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I almost bought—on sale—a Hannah Montana karaoke contraption at Radio Shack today, but opted for the Plug ‘N’ Sing Karaoke system. It costs $10, compared to $69. At the checkout line, the clerk said, “I bought one of these for my son.” I nodded, thinking, lady, this one’s for me. She looked aghast when I turned [...]

Day 23 — Anaïs Nin, Here I Come

Friday, April 3, 2009

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I’ve seen the light—and I’m in it, as the next Anaï s Nin! What would I do if my ex didn’t have a PhD? He enlightens me on all sorts of things. To back up, I have a crushingly boring freelance assignment to write profiles of people who are making gobs of money. Most of them are [...]

Day 20 — Dirty Jobs

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

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I think my ex is coming unglued. This morning, he smiled wide when he told me this neat trick you can do with TiVo and Netflix. If you’re unfamiliar with TiVo and Netflix because you’re poor (probably an extra expense you should do without), then let me explain. If you already know about them, then [...]

Day 16 — Neutered Reality: It Bites

Friday, March 27, 2009

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A cat’s life isn’t so bad. Mine get fed every day, sometimes twice. I change their litter, with Fresh Step, and keep their water bowl filled. When I’m away, I have a stable of cat moms who like to come over and play with them. They turn my house into a cat-toy testing facility and [...]

Day 13 — Dream Jobs Part II

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

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Some jobs are to fantasize for. They’d bring me instant fame, lottery-like income, enough to fly to San Juan, Costa Rica, and drive to Quepos to see if the hot proprietor of a hotel I stayed at while married still remembers me. He’s got to be rich as hell. Speaks Spanish, too, and that would [...]

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