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Poison Pen: The day is here
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008. The day is here. The day I have dreaded. Tomorrow, Thursday, October 16, Dexter has his surgery. We take him to the vet at 8 am. Then I go quietly insane waiting to hear news. He can't come home until Friday. I'm ready for the recovery stage. I am. I have all the toys, chewy things, baby gates, blankets, hot packs, cold packs, animal planet dvds. I just need to get to that point. Somehow I have to survive the next day and a half without him here. Batty in the Belfry. I love a...
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Lapsus Calumni: October 2009
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A slip of the pen diverse ramblings of an incurable daydreamer. Monday, October 05, 2009. I'm a hooker and i'm gonna do rapunzel. I know I know, it's such a childish title, but I came up with it a while ago and I honestly didn't want to pass it up. Each time I start a new project or buy some new yarn, I always say that this time round I will. Write a post about it. Well, as you can clearly see I have barely brushed on the fact that I crochet in my whole blog! No not the girl! But, to be honest I'm not re...
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Poison Pen: November 2010
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Friday, November 12, 2010. A few rough spots between my boyfriend and I came to a head a couple of weeks ago, and we "took a break," by which I mean I am temporarily staying someplace that isn't home. It has been a terrible two weeks. Sad, and lonesome, and filled with hurt. I found the man who causes those things to happen. He is a perfect fit. And then life got in the way. Finances, family, stress, anxiety, all led us to this situation. Now I am losing the life that I want with the man that I l...At th...
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Poison Pen: June 2009
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Thursday, June 18, 2009. Something our modern society is no longer capable of is waiting. Food is fast, marts are quickie, all the preferred services are instant, immediate, in a flash. Many things happen ". Woe unto the clerk in whose queue one is expected. To stand. The people on line mutter in discontent, mutinous and angry at being asked to wait their turn. On the highways of America, frenetic drivers are speeding faster than the already absurdly high speed limits, texting. I know that when the month...
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Poison Pen: Torn
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Thursday, October 7, 2010. I have always understood that there is a certain amount of give and take in life; nothing comes for free, and there are sacrifices to be made. At the same time, my intentions have always been to just find happiness in life. Not wealth, not fame, not immortality, and certainly not more than my share of anything. I just want to be happy. I want to be mostly content, with a few flashes of deliriously happy mixed in to keep me guessing. I love my husband. He is a good man, kind...
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Poison Pen: Returning
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Friday, July 31, 2009. I have been gone. I have been gone for some time, and the place where I was is not a good place. It was my place of grief, and fear, and sorrow, and loneliness, and self-destruction. It was the only place I could be for all this time. I will grieve for my father forever. There is a big, empty hole inside of me that will not go away. Nor do I want it to; missing him is important to me. Never whole, but alive. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget.
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Poison Pen: May 2009
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. After three years on a windswept, Aleutian island known for its harsh climate, violent and rugged beauty in the shape of desperate rocky cliffs dropping hundreds of feet into crashing and frigid seas, I am restful in a new location and a very different climate. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Somewhere between there and here. Batty in the Belfry. My Blog Has Moved Again! The Self Amusement of an American Flaneur. This is my world. Somebody to fart on.
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April | 2009 | Crafty Dragons
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April 20, 2009 at 10:00 pm ( Uncategorized. Maybe I was over-summered up though – there was a noticeable divide between how people were dressed today. I figured i’d just grab the bull by the horns and wrangle every last drop of summer out of this day, just in case we don’t have another! They were lucky I didn’t wear flip-flops lol. I’m thinking a skinny scarf maybe? Next up we have my sexy bead collection. They’re soo shiny! Currently (well for ages if I’m honest) I’ve been leaving and coming back to mak...
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Poison Pen: Bitter.
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Friday, August 7, 2009. It's been a day of nasty discoveries. I'm not the sort who floats through life on a hope and a dream. I know how it is. I get it. I learned early on that shit does, in fact, happen, and there's a lot of stuff that sucks in this world. Yeah, yeah, you're all rolling your eyes at my melodrama. But really. I'm well aware of the grittier aspects of the human experience. Then I moved. So did he. I never heard what happened to him. Paul drowned about 15 years ago. Possibly suicide.
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Poison Pen: Now what?
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Friday, November 12, 2010. A few rough spots between my boyfriend and I came to a head a couple of weeks ago, and we "took a break," by which I mean I am temporarily staying someplace that isn't home. It has been a terrible two weeks. Sad, and lonesome, and filled with hurt. I found the man who causes those things to happen. He is a perfect fit. And then life got in the way. Finances, family, stress, anxiety, all led us to this situation. Now I am losing the life that I want with the man that I l...At th...
