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life in the gaps: June 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. Kicks layout* Anyone want to tell me why my posts are floating below the sidebar? It was a bit of an adventure given that this is the first tablel...
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life in the gaps: October 2005
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. I never did finish this one, but I figured I might as well go ahead and publish it anyway.). To make a total fool of myself. At class, everyone st...
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life in the gaps: November 2005
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. For the hundredth time, it gets old real fast. Paradoxically, if my mom really wanted me to go to church, the best way she could do it is to stop.
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life in the gaps: February 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. Good for you. now shut up. I was going to break the TV. Rub it in, why don't you, you corporate sons of bitches. All of this was probably exacerba...
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life in the gaps: December 2005
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. The second salesguy, though, at Toyota, made the mistake of trying to sell me a car as if I were a girl. Seriously, he described the car as "peppy...
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life in the gaps: September 2005
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. Should make for a suitably provocative title. Anyway, on to things as usual. I'm a little peeved that he got a redhead before I did, though.).
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life in the gaps: July 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. If you don't count the lavender sheep. I used to be bored by church. Now I actively hate it. I used to bring my sketchbook and draw random pieces ...
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life in the gaps: April 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. Just read someone's LJ post essentially bringing up the NT clobber passages and asking for them to be rebutted for, oh, the sixty thousandth time.
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life in the gaps: March 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. Linked this personality test thingy, whereupon I found out that I am a Reserved Inventor. Lexapro (and SSRIs in general) have a really short half-...
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life in the gaps: May 2006
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Lesbian Christian artist geek-of-all-trades. Christian, gay and confused. Straight, not narrow. Echidne of the snakes. Forgive us our trespasses. Arguments i no longer tolerate. Strawberries: a metaphor too far. There seems to be a lot of bitterness here. Newsflash: its not about you. I think this is called dysfunctional. Two seemingly unrelated conversations. I think the biggest difference between me and the majority of my peers as a teenager, middle-school era, is that I never wanted to be normal.
