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By kate on September 29th, 1999

I assume most adults grow out of their childhood career fantasies. Except for the real astronauts, spies, and movie stars, I assume grown-ups’ work fantasies involve promotions and raises, or maybe working for themselves one day. Except me. I want to be a cat burglar. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not at all interested in […]

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The Tricks I Play on Myself

By kate on July 24th, 1999

I keep my watch set five minutes ahead, something that seems to be fairly common. It’s my other timepieces that paint a more complicated picture… My alarm clock is fifteen minutes fast. My wall and computer clocks are set to the correct time. My car clock is two mintutes fast. There are, to me, good […]

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My Second Hike

By kate on May 27th, 1999

I didn’t intend it this way, but the next hike opportunity I got after my first hike was to hike on Mt. Rainier, from Paradise to Camp Muir. This is a four-and-a-half-mile hike that begins at a 5000-foot altitude and ends at 10,000 feet. Before the hike, I was really nervous. Would I be able […]

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My First Hike

By kate on February 12th, 1999

I chose the Tillamook Head trail in Ecola State Park, Oregon, because Sidewalk’s review promised “views of the roiling Pacific foaming over jagged, rocky headlands, with a pinch of salty breeze and a hint of history accompanying every step.” I’m always up for hints of history, but what I was really after were some dizzyingly […]

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Cancer

By kate on February 11th, 1999

I don’t really know how to warm up to this, so I’ll just say it: I have always believed I will get cancer. I think this comes from my belief in balance. The clearest of my (generally unformed) spiritual beliefs is that the universe values balance. I think good and bad things balance out, even […]

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Bitter Complaints About My Lot in Life

By kate on July 29th, 1998

Somehow I have been cursed in my life, somehow I have been doomed to always be The Person Who Organizes Things. When there is some group activity, I always end up being the person who drives the planning. Let me make perfectly clear that I don’t choose to do this. It’s just that if I […]