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… but I was clearly, totally wrong to have worries. I’m happier at this moment than I’ve been in a week, after the clusterfuck weekend that has left me rattled and frightened and generally freaked out in a way that I don’t think I’ve ever felt. I’ve not been sleeping well, I’ve been reclusive and …

A RIB asked me if I have anyone in my life (as a friend, etc.) who I used to date. I said yes. Here’s what he had to say in response. Seriously. I’m sorry, but I don’t like being in a relationship in which I’m made to feel threatened. I make great efforts to live …

I feel like it should be for something better. Aww, hell, let’s make it better.

You know, whenever I think to myself, “Self, I wonder if I’m clingy and just don’t realize it?” … well, I need to return to this moment. Just now, I got an impatient e-mail from someone who wrote me 13 hours ago — around 9:30 p.m. on a Saturday, mind you — and is now …

Faithful LizBlog readers! You have been a true delight over the thousand or so posts I’ve made here in the last six years (and counting). However, given the total lack of anonymity afforded by my choice of URLs, I’ve decided to begin anew somewhere less easily identified by my name… this is actually a preemptive …

Monday, Oct. 183:40pm CSTDateline: somewhere between Las Vegas and Dallas Funny, isn’t it, how spending a few days away from home and outside my comfort zone rarely fails to help me mentally zero in on what’s important? I’ve just spent three days in Vegas with a dear friend from college, and in the wake of …

Dateline: en route to DFW, Fri. Oct. 15, 201012:41 p.m. CST Something has been brewing just beneath the surface for a few days now, and I’m still struggling to put words to what is little more than a vague notion that something’s there, something worth mulling over. But what, I wonder? Sometimes, I take a …

… yet, I feel like I need to write, and that what I write needs to have a life outside me. So here I am, and I have no idea where to begin. The last week has had tremendous lows and a few truly perspective-altering highs. I struggled my way through my first-ever professional brush …

It was only a week ago that I shared my toothy secret with someone for the first time in a LONG, long time… so it feels appropriate to revisit this LizBlog gem from 2005: Dentistry, and other voodoo magic I’ve gotta go to the dentist again soon… in the next couple of weeks or so. …

Tomorrow I face the hardest thing I’ve ever had to face in my professional career: the very real possibility of total failure, where the outcome is largely a function of how well I can convince three people who are FAR smarter than me that I am not naive, Pollyanna-ish, or “off putting.” I’m none of …