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Sep. 21st, 2009 @ 11:02 am Yet another voice in the wilderness

I had all but decided not to do this, but I have to express my feelings about the current race debate or I'm going to do something really horrible. It's not good to keep anger and frustration bottled up for so long..Read more )

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Aug. 11th, 2009 @ 08:16 pm I have seen the light

Many years ago, when I was young, single, and stupid, I was not particularly politically active. I couldn't wait until I turned 18 so I could vote. I voted regularly, but I didn't pay any attention to the names, the speeches, or even the campaigns.Read more )

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Mar. 26th, 2009 @ 09:43 pm Being sick has put me so far behind...
I have to read about two and a half chapters in my History book just to catch up. I've stopped recording the lectures, which means I actually have to listen to what the professor is saying, and there is no corellation to what I'm reading because I am so far behind. Plus, I haven't finished the novel that we're supposed to have a test on next week, so I need to do that

I have to write an essay (in Italian!) to turn in next week. Fortunately, it's only a page long, so it shouldn't be too hard. There's a test on the latest chapter on Thursday, and we're watching a movie on Tuesady night.

I finally got my hands on the "lost" Robert Heinlein novel completed by Spider Robinson, which I've been dying to read, but of course I have to wait until I'm all caught up on homework.
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Mar. 25th, 2009 @ 09:52 am Writer's Block: What My Friends & Family Would Say about Me

What would your best friend say makes you great? What about your parents
or siblings?

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My friends and family like my optimistic nature and my tenacity.
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Mar. 24th, 2009 @ 10:09 pm I am so sick of being sick!
Just when I was patting myself on the back for getting through the winter without getting sick, I got hit with a monster cold complete with laryngitis. I'm almost over it now, but I've still got some congestion, a constant sinus headache, and a scratchy throat. I really, really hate being sick.
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Mar. 23rd, 2009 @ 11:43 pm Writer's Block: Comped

What's the best compliment you've ever received?

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My aunt once told me that I was just like my mother. I thanked her, and she said, "It wasn't a compliment."
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Oct. 3rd, 2008 @ 08:23 pm An Invisible Viewer's review of The Ex-List

I sincerely hope that CBS used a rewritable DVD to record this. I thought I had better write this review tonight, while the show is still on. I mean, seriously? A woman who supposedly has it all together, owns her own business, yada, yada, yada, but isn't complete until she gets married?Read more )

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Sep. 30th, 2008 @ 03:10 pm Where did I go wrong?

And here I thought I was doing so well. I managed to survive until my son's 18th birthday with no pregnant girlfriends showing up on my doorstep, no car accidents (because he didn't learn to drive until this year--mwahahaha), and only one relatively minor scrape with law enforcement.Read more )

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Sep. 27th, 2008 @ 09:35 pm When you least expect it, expect it

Some of my friends have already heard this story. If you're one of them, feel free to skip it.


Most of my life, I have a been a loser magnet when it comes to men. Ask me sometime, when you want to be really depressed, about my former boyfriends/husbands. Six years ago, when I left Maryland and my husband in order to save my children and the few remaining shreds of my sanity, I had no intention of finding another boyfriend anytime in the foreseeable future. I was too busy trying to find a job, get my boys into school, and making sure that the three of us had food and shelter; I didn't have the time to date.

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Aug. 23rd, 2008 @ 06:56 pm The Car
The car looked old and tired. She had been white at one time, but the half-inch of dirt made her look gray. The rear window had shattered, but not broken, after one too many frigid Oregon winters followed by a blisteringly hot summer. There was a spider web pattern of deep scratches where I had once leaned my bicycle, sans handle grips, on the hood. She hadn’t always looked that way, of course. Read more )
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