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   <updated>2008-02-29T05:34:16Z</updated>
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   <title>Roses</title>
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   <published>2008-02-29T05:33:44Z</published>
   <updated>2008-02-29T05:34:16Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I sit in the uncomfortable wicker chair, made only marginally bearable by the thick pillow in the seat. The air is bordering on the dry, enough to make my lips chapped. It is hot, though a brief snow flurry cascades...</summary>
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      I sit in the uncomfortable wicker chair, made only marginally bearable by the thick pillow in the seat. The air is bordering on the dry, enough to make my lips chapped. It is hot, though a brief snow flurry cascades...
      
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<entry>
   <title>Heart Murmurs</title>
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   <id>tag:blogs.poz.com,2008:/jonathan//6.1032</id>
   
   <published>2008-01-30T10:23:49Z</published>
   <updated>2008-01-30T14:12:00Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I am furious with myself today, for I am faint of heart. On my birthday, I called my Mom to thank her for giving birth to me. Mom, less than two weeks out of the hospital after undergoing emergency surgery....</summary>
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      I am furious with myself today, for I am faint of heart. On my birthday, I called my Mom to thank her for giving birth to me. Mom, less than two weeks out of the hospital after undergoing emergency surgery....
      
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   <title>Birthday wishes</title>
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   <id>tag:blogs.poz.com,2008:/jonathan//6.1029</id>
   
   <published>2008-01-29T06:57:54Z</published>
   <updated>2008-01-29T13:50:56Z</updated>
   
   <summary>So the ferrets are sitting in a pile. Zachary and Duncan are on one level of the cage. Benjamin is bored, and has curled up in the bottom of the cage. For the longest time, Zachary and Duncan have been...</summary>
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      So the ferrets are sitting in a pile. Zachary and Duncan are on one level of the cage. Benjamin is bored, and has curled up in the bottom of the cage. For the longest time, Zachary and Duncan have been...
      
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   <title>Damage Control</title>
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   <id>tag:blogs.poz.com,2008:/jonathan//6.1022</id>
   
   <published>2008-01-26T08:07:49Z</published>
   <updated>2008-01-26T08:14:20Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Just got off the phone with my Mom. She is recovering very well from her recent heart surgery. Neither of us knew just how close to death she really was, until she flatlined on the table while they were putting...</summary>
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      Just got off the phone with my Mom. She is recovering very well from her recent heart surgery. Neither of us knew just how close to death she really was, until she flatlined on the table while they were putting...
      
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   <title>Catching up</title>
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   <published>2008-01-24T06:51:39Z</published>
   <updated>2008-01-24T06:58:42Z</updated>
   
   <summary>It’s been a while. I apologize. The iBook gave up the magnificent ghost in October, and my greatest shame is that my desktop, while still a powerhouse for digital stuff (in it’s own sweet, oddly pathetic, slow way) is no...</summary>
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      It’s been a while. I apologize. The iBook gave up the magnificent ghost in October, and my greatest shame is that my desktop, while still a powerhouse for digital stuff (in it’s own sweet, oddly pathetic, slow way) is no...
      
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<entry>
   <title>Votive</title>
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   <published>2007-10-22T22:45:38Z</published>
   <updated>2007-10-22T22:46:10Z</updated>
   
   <summary> I have some kickass candles. And I like lighting them, usually at least one a day (the votives burn for a whopping 12-18 hours each. Seriously kickass). I like the way they smell, I like the soothing nature of...</summary>
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       I have some kickass candles. And I like lighting them, usually at least one a day (the votives burn for a whopping 12-18 hours each. Seriously kickass). I like the way they smell, I like the soothing nature of...
      
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   <title>For Christine</title>
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   <published>2007-10-18T01:30:49Z</published>
   <updated>2007-10-18T01:31:14Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Dirge without Music Edna St. Vincent Millay I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind: Into...</summary>
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      Dirge without Music Edna St. Vincent Millay I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind: Into...
      
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   <title>new doctor, numbers</title>
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   <published>2007-10-02T05:01:12Z</published>
   <updated>2007-10-02T05:01:37Z</updated>
   
   <summary>So I meet with my new doctor last week. My favorite doctor, Dr. Kagan, finally and inevitably moved from clinician to researcher. I knew this would happen. I have a special affinity for science geeks, and given the changing face...</summary>
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      So I meet with my new doctor last week. My favorite doctor, Dr. Kagan, finally and inevitably moved from clinician to researcher. I knew this would happen. I have a special affinity for science geeks, and given the changing face...
      
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   <title>Wuthering Heights</title>
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   <published>2007-09-25T09:31:49Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-25T09:38:03Z</updated>
   
   <summary> So a combination of offhanded drug therapy, combined with a Benadryl for allergies and a whole Klonopin (I usually take half) for this lingering unease I can&apos;t seem to shake made their way through my bloodstream tonight. I played...</summary>
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       So a combination of offhanded drug therapy, combined with a Benadryl for allergies and a whole Klonopin (I usually take half) for this lingering unease I can&apos;t seem to shake made their way through my bloodstream tonight. I played...
      
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   <title>Zanarkand</title>
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   <published>2007-09-23T07:41:07Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-23T07:41:32Z</updated>
   
   <summary>People suck. And I say that because, as people, I suck. Tonight anyhow So I waited until 1:30 for the guy to call. I spent yet another weekend waiting for a call that did not come. And I spent another...</summary>
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      People suck. And I say that because, as people, I suck. Tonight anyhow So I waited until 1:30 for the guy to call. I spent yet another weekend waiting for a call that did not come. And I spent another...
      
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   <title>Party City</title>
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   <id>tag:blogs.poz.com,2007:/jonathan//6.839</id>
   
   <published>2007-09-19T12:01:48Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-19T12:02:57Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Current T Cell count – negligible Current Viral Load – Lottery winning Current mood – Cool with that So I’m at the Party Store, browsing. I do this a lot, wander through places like that, planning, getting ideas, for dates...</summary>
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      Current T Cell count – negligible Current Viral Load – Lottery winning Current mood – Cool with that So I’m at the Party Store, browsing. I do this a lot, wander through places like that, planning, getting ideas, for dates...
      
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   <title>Brett Somers</title>
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   <published>2007-09-18T08:44:50Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-18T08:45:10Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Brett and Charles, thanks So this weekend I find out that yet another childhood icon had died. Brett Somers, the ex-but not ex-wife of Jack Klugman and erstwhile Match Game panelist has died at age 83. After a long battle...</summary>
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      Brett and Charles, thanks So this weekend I find out that yet another childhood icon had died. Brett Somers, the ex-but not ex-wife of Jack Klugman and erstwhile Match Game panelist has died at age 83. After a long battle...
      
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   <title>Courage = fear-time</title>
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   <published>2007-09-12T05:35:40Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-12T07:19:01Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Last night, I took my pills. Tonight, I am not going to. There are things stronger than logic, stronger than fear of death, stronger even than my great love for science. Feeling like crap, and the prospect of continuing to...</summary>
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      Last night, I took my pills. Tonight, I am not going to. There are things stronger than logic, stronger than fear of death, stronger even than my great love for science. Feeling like crap, and the prospect of continuing to...
      
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   <title>Still</title>
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   <published>2007-09-08T11:12:13Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-08T11:15:15Z</updated>
   
   <summary>I drag Benjamin out of his silent sleep, and kiss his face. He is almost bald, the cancer having taken his fur and his finery. His skin is thin, and tender, and my touch is not necessarily gentle, considering. But...</summary>
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      I drag Benjamin out of his silent sleep, and kiss his face. He is almost bald, the cancer having taken his fur and his finery. His skin is thin, and tender, and my touch is not necessarily gentle, considering. But...
      
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   <title>My New Best Friends</title>
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   <id>tag:blogs.poz.com,2007:/jonathan//6.819</id>
   
   <published>2007-09-02T01:22:18Z</published>
   <updated>2007-09-02T01:22:57Z</updated>
   
   <summary>In the last month and a half or so, I started a regimen of antivirals I would seriously not recommend, nor am truly eager to discuss. It’s not something I am taking for the long haul. I am taking them...</summary>
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      In the last month and a half or so, I started a regimen of antivirals I would seriously not recommend, nor am truly eager to discuss. It’s not something I am taking for the long haul. I am taking them...
      
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