Reading one of my favourite bloggers yesterday, I saw that this year marks the ten-year anniversary of his High School graduation.
Hmmm...2005, is it? Gulp! That means it's been TWENTY YEARS for me. I need to lie down now, as I'm feeling a wee bit dizzy.
conceived, scrawled, heavily edited, carefully reconsidered, left for a while to digest, edited once more, and then ultimately posted by: just call me jeff at
3:01 p.m.
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High Tea at the Empress Hotel (Victoria, BC - January/2003).
In this picture, I'm wearing my favourite blue lambswool sweater, which (three years later, in the throes of absent-mindedness) I accidentally threw into the washing machine -- thereby shrinking it to doll-sized proportions.
You are now entering a zone liberally sprinkled with sarcasm. A kind, gentle place where I sometimes apply artistic liberty while spewing questionable content, useless factoids, and ridiculous ramblings.
Warning: Christopher sarcasm is my middle name!
name: just call me jeff
my proud heritage: I'm from a beautiful nation created by God and known by one and all around this earth as Canada
my birthplace: Edmonton
my hometown: Ottawa
my home: most definitely the one and only Vancouver
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life is large. why insist on living small? live large, expand into the space, realize your potential, follow your dreams. or live small, feel safe, pass up opportunity, wonder "what if," and wake up in 5 years with regrets.
I know that I'm extremely lucky to have choices available to me, because not everyone does. I try not to take that privilege for granted and am gonna do my best to live, love and laugh my way through this existence.
my life: what I think it's all about
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2 Comments:
Tell me about it...it'll be my 20th in 2006! But, we're getting old "gracefully"...
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Anonymous, at 11:15 a.m.
Priscilla: I'm not so sure about the graceful bit, to be honest. Speaking only for myself, I swear I'm developing Richard Nixon-like jowls around the corners of my mouth. Extremely frightening!
You, on the other hand, look fresh and ravishing. Please share your secret!
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just call me jeff, at 8:52 a.m.
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