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Pocketless Pants: 09.2010
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! UVA Hospital: Day Six. Day Six was my last substantive day in the hospital. I made it through the night and was granted permission to sleep after the doctors made their morning rounds. I pulled up my blanket, closed my eyes and felt a refreshing darkness begin to pass across me when someone gently touched my shoulder. I opened my eyes and. It was my sister! The nasty thing got removed and a new one placed in my forearm (pile on the nausea). She has it much worse than ...
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Pocketless Pants: 01.2009
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! Metro central and the anti-coal brigade. Neutral as I feel towards coal, I have to admit its an effective ad campaign. Not only do the fantasy creatures get your attention, but the tag line is good, and they just so happen to have plastered Metro Central right at inaugeration time. When Metro is expecting "crush numbers" of people to pass through. When you google that catch phrase, you get two sponsored ads at the top:. 8220;Clean” coal. America’s Energy Future".
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Pocketless Pants: 11.2009
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! UVA Hospital: Day Five. On Day Five in the hospital, I managed to stay up all night. This meant that I had two nights in a row of sleep deprivation. It was excruciating! Was I being a a bitch? I'm a nice and considerate person in general but come on! Being in the hospital was not easy, and by that point in the stay, I had lost the inclination to be a doormat when the offender was a disgusting, selfish, unclean, mean, inconsiderate, festering blob of a person. Worst pa...
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Pocketless Pants: 10.2010
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! WHY ARE YOU YELLING? We have a little cafe on the lobby floor of my eleven story office building. It is totally unremarkable and I frequent it only on busy days when I require sustenance, snub the canned goods lurking under my desk, and am too busy to leave the premises. Last week I ran downstairs for a quick orange mango juice. MS GRASPY: "I don't know how much it is.". MS BLOCKY: "Do you know how much it is? MS GRASPY: "Its a bottle of water.". HOW MUCH IS THIS?
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Pocketless Pants: 02.2009
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! You cannot resist the kitteh belly! Yes, I will admit it. Looking at lolcats makes me happy. I mean, seriously, how can this picture not make you smile? Dr Quinn, open heart surgeon. Is this "The Shining," crazy lady style? It turns out that this is a hapless attempt to hock Valentine's jewelry with some sort of fundraising thingum on the side. But, could this commercial be more poorly done? Did anyone else get the oogies from this? Next I pulled out the backlog of "T...
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Pocketless Pants: 11.2008
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! Talking as a form of social domination. One of the greatest mysteries of the second x chromosome is the fact that it gives so many women the ability to talk nonstop and suppresses any sense of courtesy while their lips are moving. I guess there is some chance that this behavior is achieved through environmental instead of genetic influences. However, the net result is the same regardless of the source. For me, this means that I find one more reason to stick to myself ...
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Pocketless Pants: 10.2008
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! Venturing into unsettling territory. Watching someone smash an epileptic with a chair while they seize makes me even more terrified of what might happen to me if I have a seizure and am not in secure company, and (b). Was it really wrong for Venture Bros. to demean an epileptic in the guise of comedy or am I being overly sensitive? The moment that Dr. Venture uttered the words, "Ewwww, I almost had sex with that," (1). Mirror neurons vs. holiday shopping. So, more sci...
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Pocketless Pants: When being a plus is really a minus, part two.
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! When being a plus is really a minus, part two. Somewhat surprisingly, I received an immediate response from Target. It was signed by a specific person and seems to be a unique letter, so maybe I can actually help make a tiny change in the right direction for other plumpies, like me. Come on, Target! Dear Pocketlesspants ,. I'm sorry to hear you're disappointed with the current availability of plus-size clothing at your local Target store. A designer sewed every pocket...
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Pocketless Pants: When being a plus is really a minus
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! When being a plus is really a minus. Here is where it gets tricky. I hate clothes shopping. It makes my limited self-esteem flush down the toilet. The only rationale I can come up with is that. Unfortunately, even though Target does have a ladies' plus section, all they have in stock are sleeveless low cut blouses, a "bag" blouse with no shape whatsoever, a deep V-neck tee in two dull colors, and a single style of nondescript spandex pants in black and khaki. So, ...
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Pocketless Pants: Fun with Acromioplasty - part one
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My brain is a minefield, be careful! Fun with Acromioplasty - part one. I have had trouble with my right shoulder for fourteen years. This contrast injection process, for me, was truly horrible. I would say that 10% of the unpleasantness was discomfort (not pain), and 90% was my being utterly terrified of needles and freaked out at the gigantic needle protruding from my body for an extended period of time. Once the test was over and I met my husband in the waiting room, got a hug, and then proceeded to c...