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My ex-boyfriend Kevin (may he rest in peace) kept insisting that I talk like an American because I over-emphasize certain vowels in words such as "pants" which I often pronounce as Paaayunts, most probably because I have an deep underlying desire to BE Britney Spears. Probably. So I found this internet quiz about what American accent I would have ( Read more... )

I have been house sitting lately in Duncan for my parent's friend's mother. She has alzheimers or dementia -- one of those sad diseases where physicists forget how to tie their shoes and mothers can't remember who their children are. So she's gone to live in a senior's home, and I've come to stay here for insurance reasons. At first I wasn't ( Read more... )

I don’t know what it is about me but I attract crazy people. I’m not sure what it is, but for some reason ladies with shopping carts full of cats, and men wearing two different left shoes are comfortable stopping me on the street to discuss crack cocaine, my haircut, or the latest conspiracy theory. I am always unfailingly polite towards them. I ( Read more... )

I'm currently reading Donald Miller's book Blue Like Jazz. Now normally I don't like reading trendy books. If it's on a best seller's list I often avoid it; which is snobby, and ridiculous, but it's just how I feel. The masses make me uncomfortable. I'll read it a few years later than everyone else if I still feel like it might be good. I make ( Read more... )

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( Death is not an option )

Carol Boschma died last Tuesday. I was never a member of New Life so she was never my pastor but, growing up Christian in Duncan I went to New Life events, coffee houses, and had a lot of friends who attended that church. She was a lovely person, full of enthusiasm and laughter. I decided that I would like to go to her memorial service out of ( Read more... )

Conversation with a drunk gay man and a drunk American Jewish girl in a gay bar (both who shall remain nameless and hereby be referred to as DGM and DAJG):

DAJG: DGM and my families are very similar. For instance, his family gets mad if you say the word "eat". If you say "eat" they say "We don't 'eat'! Animals eat! We dine. And that's like my ( Read more... )

Kevin and I went to the Market On Yates and outside on a table was this book:


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Last night I received a message on Myspace from "therealjazz". Now, normally I don't broadcast messages that people send me but, if you're going to write something ridiculous I reserve the right to post it on the internet.

The message read as follows:

subject: hi ( Read more... )