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curb girl: April 2015
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Friday, April 24, 2015. Someone I never met. Thank you, Facebook. I'm not being sarcastic. Thank you for bringing the All Our Struggles. By his posts, he was a Christian believer,. Someone who put up less-trite-memes than others;. I watched him "function,". Melt-down over his relationship with his wife,. Asked him, "Are you O.K? Saturday, April 04, 2015. It might be the Air Force.
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curb girl: Bleed
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Thursday, January 22, 2015. For some reason, I keep chewing off half-flaked lip skin. For some reason, it is not tenacious. Quick to heal, it must be made of something similar to cervical cells. My nose has been running red for at least a month. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Blog Friends, Art and Food. Come Out And Play. Daily Dose of Architecture.
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curb girl: Last 39
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Friday, July 11, 2014. I don't know how Google products work any more. There are members to this blog? Does that put them in a Circle? When I go to the email account for this blog, it calls me by a name I made up for logging in to YouTube. Could it really have been more expensive than $500,000? The things I was going to do this long weekend are not happening. I spent yesterda...
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curb girl: February 2015
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Sunday, February 15, 2015. I like the word vein. Vain for vanity of keeping personal xylem and phloem in working order. What if periodontal disease, too? There is a wagon. The horses are not harnessed, so it's not going anywhere. Things keep getting worse. Every day that you see me, that's the worst day of my life.". It's not a good sign when the dishsoap and eggs both run out.
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curb girl: Acceptance vs. Denial
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Tuesday, April 30, 2013. Acceptance vs. Denial. I have eight pets. Box elder bugs are gone (outdoors, swarming the neighbor's lawn), recluses-of-death are long-gone (predators are fewer; it played out that way here). There is a cat. She has improved in how much I care (she is nice; her medical bill has all but been forgiven). The others were invited (not the squirrel).
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curb girl: City birds
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Friday, May 02, 2014. Post-dawn and pre-dusk, a woodpecker. Not my tree, but near enough. A heron flew over around 5 pm, and on. Our way home from Aldi, a peregrine battled a red-tailed hawk. In view, west of our path down Charlotte. Robins chase each other for territory in the. Maple tree, with its half-sized leaves of spring. Of course, there is another starling family.
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curb girl: Really
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Thursday, January 22, 2015. Have someone loved say over and over. Have over and over grab as can hands. Want to be pulled out. Into new plain . . . Pain mental. and. The only word we have in common is. Sometimes with the 'ed' part that makes it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Blog Friends, Art and Food. Come Out And Play. Daily Dose of Architecture.
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curb girl: Someone I never met
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Friday, April 24, 2015. Someone I never met. Thank you, Facebook. I'm not being sarcastic. Thank you for bringing the All Our Struggles. By his posts, he was a Christian believer,. Someone who put up less-trite-memes than others;. I watched him "function,". Melt-down over his relationship with his wife,. Asked him, "Are you O.K? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Art of Where.
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curb girl: Horton hears a why
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Wednesday, April 30, 2014. Horton hears a why. In other times, perhaps when I was in college, I would have been interested. Most of the time I like what he's talking about. His speech turned primarily to a woman slightly older than I am but who is as "what do I want to do with my life? One of the things he mentioned, in his sincere advice-giving manner, was that when something fe...
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curb girl: Write
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Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement. Thursday, January 16, 2014. Tuesday evening, I met up with the young fellow I mentor (as part of a structured program run by the Charlotte Street Foundation. Here, which gives artists studio space and opportunities) to go to hear George Saunders. At a book reading event. Actually, it had been a genuine while. I didn’t find it funny that the narrator was making fun of the wa...