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Sunday morning
By the way, the cold sore mentioned in my last entry proved to be a whopper. It's almost gone now. I don't post most of the time because, when I open the page, ennui about who and what I am and am doing sweeps over me. Nothing seems more important than anything else. But I think of all the beings out there and the ones near me and I wish them -
oh no
I think I may have a cold sore. It has been sort of threatening to erupt for the past week and I have tried several antidotes. But I think it's not sure whether or not it's a cold sore and so it isn't responding. -
argh!
today i spilled nail polish on my white pants. i thought it was blood and put Oxyclean on it. but it wasn't blood. it was the first time i wore those pants. i am really depressed. on the other hand, maybe i shouldn't wear white pants. so maybe it's for the good. -
gauntlet
Okay. There it is. It's hiding behind some dust bunnies. C'mere. Wait--It doesn't fit! -
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i am not picking up the gauntlet today. -
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boy do i feel like crap!
and i think my mother broke up with me.
i am hoping i have something with an impressive-sounding name so that no one will yell at me about the work i'm turning in late (told ya so). -
north georgia on my mind; I see old people: do they see me?
Todd reunion: walking through the undergrowth with my cousins, as unrecognizable as I am to them after 40 years; wading creeks with mossy, slippery rocks; getting lost with my mother when we fell behind to pee; hysterical laughter and blackberry bramble scratches; Blair Witch project moments; car stuck in the mud at the old farm, Lost Hollow. We ( Read more... ) -
never posting
I know I never post. I feel like I have no inner life at all. That can't be true, I guess.
My cat just attacked my suitcase. I guess he knows we're leaving town again soon. Sorry, Koolwhip! -
sunday morning
I have chores to do ( Read more... ) -
Hi, it's me
I don't know if I want to keep a journal. I'll let you know.