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For a split second just then I really craved a cigarette | an archive of me
https://katiefingerlovedxanga.wordpress.com/2009/01/14/for-a-split-second-just-then-i-really-craved-a-cigarette
An archive of me. I once loved xanga. For a split second just then I really craved a cigarette. January 14, 2009. Katiefinger … always has been, always will be. Oh, except for the time when some pretentious tart was annoying me and I created another account to write (creatively) about the situation. (And then just continued to use that particular username to write creatively about other stuff too.). Xanga “Statuses”:. TRUE, but I had to ask for it. That. If you’re reading this. Other Close Xanga Pals:.
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My United States of Whatever | an archive of me
https://katiefingerlovedxanga.wordpress.com/2009/01/04/my-united-states-of-whatever
An archive of me. I once loved xanga. My United States of Whatever. January 4, 2009. I have never been to the United States of America and I can count the number of American people I have spoken to – face-to-face – on one hand. But I won’t let such a triviality stop me from writing this post.). On an American blogging site primarily used by American folk. Good Shots though. Phew! Everybody who lives in Queens is Hispanic. Everybody who lives in Brooklyn is the member of a gang. Everybody who live...I kno...
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Pants! | an archive of me
https://katiefingerlovedxanga.wordpress.com/2009/01/02/pants
An archive of me. I once loved xanga. January 2, 2009. Two Thousand and Eight was a pretty shite year. The fact that it followed on from another pretty shite year wasn’t particularly … well …. I didn’t learn anything in Two Thousand and Eight; I just realised many things. I realised that I can. Yes, I spent the first morning of the New Year on my hands and knees, scrubbing. It can only get better … (surely). Happy Two Thousand and Nine! Please God, bless this year and make it nice. I’m the other wa...
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katiefinger | he stole my kidney!
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He stole my kidney! The grumbles and woefulness of a wife with one kidney. My turn to suffer. February 28, 2014. Because i can't tell him. Getting in the way of life. I don’t often talk about how I’m feeling on this blog. Not how I’m really feeling; I tend to keep that on my non-kidney blog. So this is me, opening up. No, I’ve never thought of doing that! The nurse took FIVE! Vials of blood …. He’s testing you for everything! She laughed. He is. He’s testing my thyroid, my kidney (haha! I don’t know.
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my turn to suffer | he stole my kidney!
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He stole my kidney! The grumbles and woefulness of a wife with one kidney. My turn to suffer. February 28, 2014. Because i can't tell him. Getting in the way of life. I don’t often talk about how I’m feeling on this blog. Not how I’m really feeling; I tend to keep that on my non-kidney blog. So this is me, opening up. No, I’ve never thought of doing that! The nurse took FIVE! Vials of blood …. He’s testing you for everything! She laughed. He is. He’s testing my thyroid, my kidney (haha! I don’t know.
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kidney linkage | he stole my kidney!
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He stole my kidney! The grumbles and woefulness of a wife with one kidney. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Follow Blog via Email.
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sniffles | he stole my kidney!
https://katiefinger.wordpress.com/2014/02/20/sniffles
He stole my kidney! The grumbles and woefulness of a wife with one kidney. February 20, 2014. Whenever he gets the sniffles I can’t say a bloody thing. Whatever I say, or do, or however I act, it apparently shows that I resent him being ill. I’m of the opinion that he perhaps needs to look up the word ‘resent’ in the dictionary, whereby he’ll find that it says,. To feel angry because you’ve been forced to accept someone or something that you do not like. I don’t resent him being ill. Day 856, NO DIALYSIS!
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english idiot | he stole my kidney!
https://katiefinger.wordpress.com/2014/02/22/english-idiot
He stole my kidney! The grumbles and woefulness of a wife with one kidney. February 22, 2014. So, Blokey was sorting out his medication last night, popping it into the two seven-day pill boxes that he has. He paused for a moment and looked into space. Then he turned to me and said,. I’m not supposed to be take 750mg of this anti-rejection drug twice a day, am I? It’s supposed to be 500mg twice a day. Idiot And I mean that in the nicest possible way, obviously. Day 858, NO DIALYSIS! Enter your comment here.
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To perceive myself as arrogant would hurt | an archive of me
https://katiefingerlovedxanga.wordpress.com/2009/01/06/to-perceive-myself-as-arrogant-would-hurt
An archive of me. I once loved xanga. To perceive myself as arrogant would hurt. January 6, 2009. I dreamt about the end of the world last night. I’ve been doing that a fair bit recently; it must be all those horror films I watch (we watched. At the weekend, which was deliciously disturbing and had nothing to do with the end of the world.) This goes against my reasoning that dreams are less the by-product of my imagination and more the real lives of other folk. Them than have to keep running. I wondered ...
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Christmas with Katie | an archive of me
https://katiefingerlovedxanga.wordpress.com/2008/12/29/christmas-with-katie
An archive of me. I once loved xanga. December 29, 2008. I always think that Christmas is a very sneaky time of year. There’s oodles of preparation for it; the shops are full of mince pies in September, the radio stations start playing festive songs as soon as Hallowe’en is over and people start asking you what your plans are before the month of November has reached its last day. And then …. 8230; it’s over. Where did the month of December go? For the PS3 (WooHoo! A Sigma 70-300mm lens for my DSLR,.
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