My birthday is coming up here in a few months and I am in the midst of writing the hardest thing I think I have ever had to write. The memoir I am writing is taking a lot out of… Continue Reading →
Wow. What a difference a location can make… Finally home. Finally. That might have been one of the worst weeks to plan my visit, for all of the natural disasters and all. First an earthquake, then Irene. As I told… Continue Reading →
Yeah. So I traded in my speechless swoon over the weekend for the speechless hell I am in now. I am not one of those people who likes to be fueled by drama and discord. No, seriously. I lose my… Continue Reading →
Oh New York, how I miss thee in concept, but reality is a bit more tumultuous than that. I was doing my little daily jaunt to the coffee shop this morning and thought about how it was still 9 am,… Continue Reading →
Oh, I know you think that’s probably about someone else. Nuh-uh. No way. Sometimes I can just level you with my honesty. So my neighbors, who I affectionately refer to as the boys like to make noise for most parts… Continue Reading →
Oh man, I need to ease right up, sister. I have this thing with running away. I need to stop doing that and looking at what’s laid out in front of me. Lisa and I were speaking about running off… Continue Reading →
(1:44 pm) I think I had a span of time yesterday which was probably about as close to heaven as I have been in several years…and I can give credit to one of what is now 16 dudes I have… Continue Reading →
I have been very fascinated with this notion that every day I wake up is a complete and total blank slate. This is primarily because it looks the same every single day. Perfectly blue skies, no clouds, sun beating down…. Continue Reading →
A large sampling from those specific days, in almost sequential order. july 2011 July 11, 2011 July 11, 2011 July 2011 July 2011 Brenda and Carol and I normal drive home here my volcano my front door my work place… Continue Reading →
Clearly I need to be banned from online dating. I don’t even know what to say about it, except to say…one day you might read about it. I mean, I am telling you–my experiences literally run the gamut…and I have… Continue Reading →
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