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Finally threw out the chocolate lotion. Started my spring cleaning with the bathroom today. Tossed a dozen grimy nail polishes and a ton of makeup I don't even understand why I bought. Plus. Curling irons. Who knew they were even there, given I haven't curled my hair since senior pictures? Posted at 04:06 PM in What happens here. On lies, secrets, and silence. Posted at 08:41 AM in I got a candy heart once that said "book club". Can’t pay bills right. Posted at 07:40 PM in The neighborhood. And expect to...
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Spread: I got a candy heart once that said "book club"
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I had to take a screenshot of UFR today. Because theres Cheryl Strayed Dear Sugar and then right below her, check out the first story under Latest Fiction. That juxtaposition will never happen again. (Oh, and note that JDL in the nonfiction column is my student, my thesis advisee, though he wrote the piece in another class, so I cant take any credit for how good it is.). Posted at 08:19 AM in I got a candy heart once that said "book club". On lies, secrets, and silence. Chbosky i feel 12x smarter every t...
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Fine, we'll talk about TV. I got a candy heart once that said "book club". What passes for news. Subscribe to this blog's feed. On I’m not the kind to use a pencil or rule. On We have a guest. On We have a guest. On Your coat is mighty grey. On Your coat is mighty grey. On Two years ago today, I was still smelling like a Tourist Park campfire. Remember? On Two years ago today, I was still smelling like a Tourist Park campfire. Remember? On Time to find the chairs. On Time to find the chairs.
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Laquo; Finally threw out the chocolate lotion. Wake me up for May. ». Posted at 05:00 PM in Outings. The comments to this entry are closed. Subscribe to this blog's feed. On I’m not the kind to use a pencil or rule. On We have a guest. On We have a guest. On Your coat is mighty grey. On Your coat is mighty grey. On Two years ago today, I was still smelling like a Tourist Park campfire. Remember? On Two years ago today, I was still smelling like a Tourist Park campfire. Remember? On Time to find the chairs.
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Posted at 05:00 PM in Outings. What he goes there for is to unlock the door. All that sunshine yesterday! We pulled some camp chairs out of the garage hung out on the porch without coats. There was lunch in a new room of a familiar restaurant, looking out over a parking lot in back Id never seen, so it felt like we were on a road trip somewhere exotic like Baraga. I met a bunch of young people for dinner and then dragged them down the street to check out the Blackrocks Band. Posted at 08:34 AM in Outings.
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I’m calling Mythbusters on this one. Shredded paper, plastic, and mesh all over. Well, it turns out it's easy to buy a replacement filter for a lawnmower, but not many people ever need a replacement cap to hold the filter on. Just me, I guess. The closest one turned out to be in Ishpeming, at some rental shop on the back roads. Posted at 09:32 AM in What happens here. Your coat is mighty grey. Posted at 08:26 AM in What happens here. Things that are not new: I still don't really have a good head for hats.
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Laquo; Your coat is mighty grey. I’m calling Mythbusters on this one. Shredded paper, plastic, and mesh all over. Well, it turns out it's easy to buy a replacement filter for a lawnmower, but not many people ever need a replacement cap to hold the filter on. Just me, I guess. The closest one turned out to be in Ishpeming, at some rental shop on the back roads. Posted at 09:32 AM in What happens here. The comments to this entry are closed. Subscribe to this blog's feed. On We have a guest.
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The opposite of mystery shopping. Posted at 11:18 AM in Not my job. Wake me up for May. Anybody reading this, though, is probably saying, "What? But you're the queen of crying." Maybe I used to be, but only with close friends, or complete strangers, like librarians and people cleaning the bathrooms at Taco Bell. There's no crying in class, no crying in front of acquaintances. I said, "Everything." She left. Can't wait for Wednesday. Posted at 05:30 PM in Not my job. I *wish* that was my login name. Or: "...
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Laquo; Wake me up for May. Get off my porch unless you’re wearing a UPS uniform. ». I had to take a screenshot of UFR today. Because theres Cheryl Strayed Dear Sugar and then right below her, check out the first story under Latest Fiction. That juxtaposition will never happen again. (Oh, and note that JDL in the nonfiction column is my student, my thesis advisee, though he wrote the piece in another class, so I cant take any credit for how good it is.). Posted by: Betty 14 April 2012 at 12:28 AM. The Tab...
