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  <title>Stuff That Happened in 2022... and other stuff.</title>
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  <description>I found something I&apos;d started to write as a gift for a friend and mislaid a few operating systems ago.  It&apos;s fine, now christened &quot;Such a Great Body&quot; and presented to  Karl, who is the finest, most loyal audience an ink-stained wretch could ever wish for.  But if this were a movie, I&apos;d have been secretly hiding a Game Changer in my sent mail instead of a bit of froth that was Jossed by current events that are no longer that current, or events. Still, I well and truly finished one, even if nobody&apos;s fighting each other to get a look at it.(And I guess I got a little better as a writer than in 2007.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about a third of the year, it seemed like my body dreamed up new ways of making me insane, although thankfully none of them truly blossomed into a Full-on Health Crisis(And that did eventually stop, though not fast enough to suit me. ) None of my sparrow-hops into Public have gotten me a virus, knock wood.I&apos;ve been writing about the pandemic a lot.  I think some of it is kind of good, but I can&apos;t judge my own work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dentist is gonna lose his mind if he doesn&apos;t get to replace my last bit of amalgam this year, but I am beginning to enjoy that my tooth thwarts him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now, I believe, called every state in the union at least once after over a decade of phonebank work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of detoxing from a prodigious twitter habit, though happy to find this again. Trying out a few other things to fill the space, but they haven&apos;t quite.  Hope it&apos;s not the brushes with fame(or even infamy) that I am missing. Elon sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidarity is great and humbling and I intend to stay in the fight as ever, but I do feel a little as though my personal self is disappearing..this is partially scary, and partially &quot; Good riddance&quot; I suppose(I&apos;ve never felt especially good at being me, anyway, but I think I&apos;d rather that got better instead of disappearing.)&lt;br /&gt;Getting by with the help of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=chicating&amp;ditemid=13461&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <category>year-end</category>
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  <category>2022</category>
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