I know I’ve mentioned my friend Greg before…y’know, Greg, the Irishman who grew up just outside of Dublin and only recently moved to Canada to marry his lovely wife Jenn? (Well, if you hadn’t heard the story – now you know. Greg is awesome, has red hair, will talk your ear off in a political…
Lloyd…you heartbreaker, you.
I don’t know if there are “stages” that one must plow through – similar to those of grief, or potty training – before a blogger gets comfortable with their “voice.” I suspect that may be the case, because I’m all over the place lately. I’m circling like a cat trying to get comfortable in a…
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