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the cheese stands alone: If you write...
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Monday, September 27, 2010. Eventually you tend to go back and read yourself. And perhaps you realize how small and claustrophobic your skull has become. And perhaps you want out. So you don't write for a while. Don't mind my flailing words. Once I start letting them out in the light here and there they will settle down. Their wings will flutter then fold, and they will know they have all the time in the world to pass on their tiny messages.
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the cheese stands alone: Italian Lemon Cookies and the Mindtrap of The Culinary Graveyard
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Thursday, December 11, 2014. Italian Lemon Cookies and the Mindtrap of The Culinary Graveyard. Also present and accounted for: panko crumbs (never used), almond flour (opened but barely used), crystallized honey - maybe two tablespoons-worth, and half a bar of Trader Joe's milk chocolate. I chalk these up as a perk of the roommate cohabitation experience and shove them aside for someone else's enjoyment. A glance at the "use by" dates on the shortening ...
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the cheese stands alone: November 2014
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Wednesday, November 19, 2014. The cake incident of 1982. Originally uploaded by JoBiv! People are always clamoring for pictures of JoBiv. Why, clamorers? And you shoulda seen Smacks on sugar. Alarming, I believe, is the most accurate term. Or perhaps this is early proof of my disdain for posing for cameras. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Who wrote this crap? Bostonish, Massachusetts, United States. View my complete profile. Apparently, I wrote this when I ...
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the cheese stands alone: The Guy Who Called Me Girlfriend
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Tuesday, April 14, 2015. The Guy Who Called Me Girlfriend. My immune system has been utter crap since. Basically, I was tired, unable to work, automatically ill whenever I did. Work (kids are germy, you know), and Manboy decided he would take care of me. I was too tired to beat him away. Not a stellar start for a relationship, you say. "Yeah, I know. I'm still not sure what's going on," I would say, every time someone asked me about him. I grew used to ...
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the cheese stands alone: Snow, Snot and Super Bowls
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Sunday, February 01, 2015. Snow, Snot and Super Bowls. Is that a great title or WHAT? I mean, really. I almost wanted to change it to Snooper Bowls just for the sake of poetic silliness. But I didn't. Such restraint! Oh, Boston. Why do you entertain me so? Here I sit, surrounded by piles of dirty clothes, strategizing my next attack on our building's laundry room. Will it be crazy because of the storm? I'm not attempting the world outside otherwise....
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the cheese stands alone: The cake incident of 1982
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Wednesday, November 19, 2014. The cake incident of 1982. Originally uploaded by JoBiv! People are always clamoring for pictures of JoBiv. Why, clamorers? And you shoulda seen Smacks on sugar. Alarming, I believe, is the most accurate term. Or perhaps this is early proof of my disdain for posing for cameras. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Who wrote this crap? Bostonish, Massachusetts, United States. View my complete profile. Apparently, I wrote this...
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the cheese stands alone: Blossom with me
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Wednesday, April 01, 2015. I love Blossom Dearie, in case you were wondering. (I'm actually fairly sure you weren't wondering.). Some talented person with a lot of time on her hands made the above animation to accompany one of Dearie's most darling tracks,"Doop Doo Dee Doop." First of all, that's a genius song title, and the promise of the title comes to full fruition with the first lines: "Why don't you join the group? Gross asks about detractors of De...
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the cheese stands alone: July 2014
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Monday, July 28, 2014. I'm thinking of giving up on you," I say. Honestly," he says, "I think you should. The more chances you give me, the shittier I feel about the whole thing.". The shittier HE feels. Hmm. So, what now? Oh, right, obviously, stop talking to him forever. What if you haven't left your apartment in three days and your symptoms are worsening and you're avoiding your roommates so you don't have to speak to other humans? 2 I've pulled out ...
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the cheese stands alone: When in doubt, list.
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Monday, March 30, 2015. When in doubt, list. This March has been such a blazingly shitastic. No, no, that's not the way to start a post. I want to kill everything, and I'm pretty sure, at this point, I could do it with my raging feral hatred and a piece of silly putty. Hmm Nope. Take a deep breath, Jo. Some general advice to self-critical bloggers and diarists: Don't write things. Oh yeah, a list! 4 I broke up with the Manboy. 7 It took me two weeks to ...
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the cheese stands alone: The Park Dedication
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The cheese stands alone. A gathering of blathering. Friday, January 20, 2006. They must have gathered. On the still-seamed sod—. Sod treacherous to high heels,. Though I can guess who wore them:. His girlfriend, first and only,. Girlfriend of two weeks, carrying her grief. Like a halo, or merit badge, surely. In high heels. His mom, a nurse,. Would have more sensible shoes—. Flat sandals, very likely. But the. College friends, the girls, all the. Fake flirtations, the girls who pulled. Make us more holy?
