in my cd player... Magnetic Fields "Washington DC"   on the page... Alexander Hamilton, James Madison, and John Jay The Federalist Papers   into... Chris Matthews; U-Haul; insomnia; lists, lists, and more lists; decorating my new apartment in my mind during important business meetings   official... So it's official... again. My move now has a destination and a date. In just a little more than a month, I'll be roping Todd and Erika to help me pack all of my books and cds and postcards and The West Wing video tapes into a U-Haul. Wow!   sly and sweet... About 30 minutes after I signed the lease, Laine slid an envelope across our table at Faccia Luna. I opened it to find a house-shaped card with her "happy new home" messages written inside. She's the sly one.   paralysis... There is so much to write about that I feel trapped in the paralysis of freedom and choice. Much, much, much more to come.