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Slappy Jones's Locker: February 2010
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I tend to ramble in spurts and dribbles, much like an incontinent old man. I don't live here, anymore. Sometime last year, I packed up all my writing utensils, my backpack, and my books and hied off to a different place. Alas, I no longer live here. So, take a stroll on the dark side, and come visit me at my new home. You wouldn't be there if you didn't. Oh, and leave a comment to let me know you were there. I get lonely. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Lifey Death Dances Again. At least ...
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Benjamin’s birth story | Musings on the recent life of me
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Musings on the recent life of me. Benjamin’s birth story. Benjamin’s birth story. Saturday, June 12. So without waking up Justin I took a shower and slowed my contractions down. I was able to get some sleep but definitely felt some excitement that at least something was happening. Contractions continued sporadically. By this point I was starting to get frustrated. It seemed par for the course that my child kept trying to go into labor at 2am. I tried to remain in good spirits (for their sakes as much as ...
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Slappy Jones's Locker: I don't live here, anymore
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I tend to ramble in spurts and dribbles, much like an incontinent old man. I don't live here, anymore. Sometime last year, I packed up all my writing utensils, my backpack, and my books and hied off to a different place. Alas, I no longer live here. So, take a stroll on the dark side, and come visit me at my new home. You wouldn't be there if you didn't. Oh, and leave a comment to let me know you were there. I get lonely. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Lifey Death Dances Again. At least I don't thin...
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