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I love my summer..it’s time

So in my efforts to keep cool, and remain relatively still in the wee hours of the day (though the hours when most of you are hard at work) I watched bull durham, one of those movies I had seen… Continue Reading →

The heat, in all of its glory,

There’s something incredibly primal about the heat. It seems to bring out the worst in people, or shall we say survival instincts. Today seems to be a little worse than yesterday, somewhat worsened by our fantastic evening and day yesterday…. Continue Reading →

oh you sexy girl

Oh yes, I am back. To let you know. No one is gonna make me feel bad about what I write again. This was a cushiony little piece of yum yum I let slip out of my overly aggravated fingers…. Continue Reading →

Don’t be an April Fool

Aspartame. The frisky ingredient in most diet sodas. A lovely chemical that turns into formaldehyde in its breakdown. My favorite quotes are here: “The FDA reviewed Searle’s studies of this artificial sweetener in which rats were fed aspartame daily with… Continue Reading →

What is your definition of Maturity?

For me it is the ability of a person to see outside their shadow. When I give advice, I tend to try and put myself in the other person’s shoes, and really try and look and perceive what the other… Continue Reading →

whoa it’s been a while, eh

Shit. So many options, so little of me to spread around. It’s nostalgia that brings me back, a little something, tinged with remembrance. Bme was my first internet community, the first place I vomited my words out onto screen, the… Continue Reading →

And Because the Universe Not so Secretly Loves Me

Your Horoscope for March 22, 2005 LIBRA It may sometimes seem as if the world is out to get you, but as Venus, your ruler, moves into the partnership area of your chart today you will realize how wide off… Continue Reading →

The Highs of March

I got this piece of advice today: “Be zen, D”. I agree. I finally let the storm slide off of me and roll down into the gutter, where it belongs. I am as Zen as can be. No tears. No… Continue Reading →

And because I really am an jerk sometimes

These are the events: Francis left. My boy is gone until Thursday. I can’t find my debit card. I cried to Candy, and I cannot seem to stop. I can’t stop eating candy, mostly because it’s cheap, and half because… Continue Reading →

I am queen of CON cessations

I have been doing a lot of that thing we do when we don’t want to hurt or insult our friends or the people that they know, lately. I have conceded to accept a cessation of drama, because I am… Continue Reading →

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