Gently Down

I do not still wish that we were friends. I did, for awhile. In fact, I think I may have been surpressing the urge to write you up until last week. I don’t write this to be mean. You don’t read this. Still, it’s a letter to you, and a little to me, because it [...]

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The Crazy-Talking DelTM Doll has many saying, comes fully outfitted in the DelTM uniform (jeans, “BUllSHit” tee-shirt, boy’s sweater, red steel-toed shit-kickers) and a ponytail holder. The amazing thing about all DelTM Doll clothing is that, no matter how many outfits (each sold seperately) you may buy, none of her clothing will match! It’s like [...]

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For the curious, I’m sitting in the library listening to one of the most interesting cell phone conversations I’ve ever heard. It almost makes me sad that some people are considerate. I’ve been loathe to discuss this here, because (1) it makes me look incredibly childish and stupid and (2) I really like the bank [...]

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I dated this guy for a long time who would make sure he saw ever single Oscar nominee for best picture, best actor, best actress, and best director. He’d also attempt to see most for the other categories. I’m missing that right now. It was great to have my own ideas about who was the [...]

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but this is one of those occasions where you really need to make sure you have all the facts. Seems someone’s been spreading libel about Spongebob promoting homosexuality. (But I haven’t actually watched the video myself, not having enough time to find it, so… it could all be a lie.) In other news I’m learning [...]

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It was a mojitos-drinking salsa-dancing wonderment of a night last night. Homebody me got home at 3 am, which, if time had remained constant from the morning, was in fact 4. It was crazy, and fabulous, and a work-buddy free-for-all. Four girls and Rob. Aside from Rob we all sat for 4 minutes,combined,after dinner. The [...]

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You’re just bursting to tell someone… My sweetlings, I’ve been quiet. And last night I saw Ani. And Ani always makes me feel like I’m always quiet, that I don’t speak up enough, that the things I’ve to say are important. And… well, my goodness. Dan Bern opened. Dan Bern, who is phenomenal. Dan Bern, [...]

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I don’t dream in images. I don’t daydream in images. When I read books I don’t “see” what’s written. I mean, sometimes I’ll hear the voice of the person writing, and sometimes I’ll feel what’s being explained and I empathize with my dreams, if that makes any sense. But sight does not play into my [...]

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Main Entry: a-tour-ist Pronunciation: &-’tur-ist Function: transitive verb Etymology: 20-something Delilah mix of accost from the Middle French accoster, ultimately from Latin ad- + costa Rib, side and tourist :to cause (one would hope) unintentioned lateness or other minor (and occasional major) problems due to the boobery generally associated with being on vacation. Example usage: [...]

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A little after 10PM my dad, having lived a full—though short—life, quietly breathed his last breath. He was 55. I expected something a little more final. He was not in any pain. His last words, at 10AM, were, “I love Lee, Pat and the girls.” He wanted a cheeseburger more than anything. The rest of [...]

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I’m on my way home. My dad went into kidney and liver failure yesterday and they will put him on dialisis today. We won’t know until this evening if it’ll work, if it does, great, if not they’ve given him till the end of the week. I don’t know when I’ll be back.

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Just for curiosity’s sake, what is it that compels people when they feel their time has been wasted to inform me just how much more they make per hour than I do? Yes, I understand your time is worth a lot, but who cares that it’s worth “a whole hell of a lot” more than [...]

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There is nothing like New Year’s morning to make you appreciate the marvels of modern medicine. Kitties woke me up at 7, after a late…morning… Since I couldn’t go back to sleep of COURSE I spent the five hours until Tom woke playing Ratchet and Clank: Going Commando, which, aside from being a bit more [...]

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I don’t miss you. Really. I miss the way you knew me so well through times which were hard like these. I miss the way we’d laugh at dinner, and you’d let me pretend that this was not the same life we’ve been living since the day you were born. I miss how together we [...]

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One thing I missed in San Francisco was the way people in the East talk to each other. It’s more than small talk—people here and in Boston (I’ve never lived anywhere else, but I think it’s true up and down the coast.) actually go deeper than that, telling your cashier about your husband’s illness after [...]

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It seems that each person I’ve loved has taken a bit of me along when she left. I build myself back up and move on, but I can always feel those little pieces tugging at me. Claiming me as their own. Sometimes stronger, sometimes less. When I talk to you I get this feeling back. [...]

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The Morning News—Stupid Dreams this made me sad. And then it made me go mmmm. Then it made me wonder. Then it made me post it to show you. There is a commercial on TV with a girl and a guy obviously in a fight. and then he shows up at her work, in a [...]

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Okay, I expected my mother and I would eventually have a decent, supportive relationship. It was on its way ever since I left home. However, I did not expect my mother and I to be laughing about her friend Mr. Butts and their dinner reservations. Butts, party of six, Butts…

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First off: Jax, someone’s been looking for you, check the activity log. This job hunt is getting to me. I get a lot of calls from temp agencies, and I apply to a lot of posted jobs that look great and then turn out to be from a temp agency. Do they make these jobs [...]

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