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Feed My Neurosis: Marvin was Hot... Sorta
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Marvin was Hot. Sorta. 160;Thursday, February 26, 2009. I have written before about how I was guilted into marrying my beloved Marvin. Well yes, he sort of conned me into it, but I was into him. at one point in time. I mean technically I still am, if you call it that. We are married, and we hang out; I like him alright. Today he's a closer match for George Costanza from Seinfeild - add some tattoos and a tad more hair. Oh and a bit of height too. You know what I mean? While throwing back some jim or jack...
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Feed My Neurosis: Love or Sabotage?
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160;Thursday, March 26, 2009. I went to college with a girl named Willow, and she called me the other day and told me she just left the man she swore was her soul mate. They had been dating for close to 2 years, and she was all for hopping on the marriage bandwagon until recently. Markus’ world revolved around Willow, he would do anything she asked and more. I was floored when she said she left him. They were perfect for each other. I listened as she explained the following to me:. I will write more later.
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Feed My Neurosis: I <3 My Label Maker
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160;Wednesday, March 11, 2009. Last week I finally broke down and bought a label maker. I have been eyeballing them for many years, but could never justify spending so much for something used to aid my failing memory. I have had a good time with it the last few days. Mainly because I was bored in the new house, and I didn't want to go out and meet the neighbors yet (I do watch them from behind closed blinds). I have been labeling lots of things in my house. It's starting to freak Marvin out. Kyle had to ...
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Feed My Neurosis: November 2008
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160;Monday, November 17, 2008. Baby Boy is ten. While being ten doesn't make him a baby, he was my first born; therefore he will always be a baby to me. We have a weird nightly ritual. After B. Boy has brushed his teeth and is ready for bed, he has me check his underarms for hair. I haven't seen any, but I know one day I will go to look and there they will be. I am still calling him Baby Boy regardless. Tonight while B. Boy is asleep. I'm shaving it off. Posted by Neurotic Mary. She likes to use them in ...
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Feed My Neurosis: HOMEOWNERS!!! WOOT!!!
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160;Sunday, February 15, 2009. It's been a while since I had the chance to write you. It's been crazy around here, and on top of it all I may be having a nervous breakdown and/or suffering from menopause. I haven't quite decided yet. Probably both. We had been renting for the past two years, and were quite happy doing so. Sadly due to a chain of events we were actually being evicted. 1 We have incredibly smart children. 2 Incredibly smart children like to experiment with science. 11 Which we were not sup...
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Feed My Neurosis: January 2009
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160;Wednesday, January 7, 2009. I decided my New Year's resolution would be to perfect this obsessive compulsive behavior. Mommy always said "perfect practice makes perfect". I like the idea of being obsessive about things. Right now I am obsessively lazy. I know there is dust on my baseboards, but I was too distracted watching videos on YouTube to take care of it. until today. I will not put off until tomorrow what I can obsess over today. What's your New Year's Resolution? Posted by Neurotic Mary.
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Feed My Neurosis: I love Beef Jerky
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I love Beef Jerky. 160;Sunday, May 10, 2009. I used to work at this vegan restaurant in Minneapolis. It was short lived; I lied on my application when I applied. I promised that I didn’t eat meat. Actually, I am a voracious carnivore. They fired me when they found out I was sneaking beef jerky on my break in the broom closet. A stocky red-head rounded the corner, walked quickly over, and slowly lowering himself to the table. “Geez, John, what is this place,” he whispered. Franco walked over to the table ...
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Feed My Neurosis: March 2009
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160;Thursday, March 26, 2009. I went to college with a girl named Willow, and she called me the other day and told me she just left the man she swore was her soul mate. They had been dating for close to 2 years, and she was all for hopping on the marriage bandwagon until recently. Markus’ world revolved around Willow, he would do anything she asked and more. I was floored when she said she left him. They were perfect for each other. I listened as she explained the following to me:. I will write more later.
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Feed My Neurosis: May 2009
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I love Beef Jerky. 160;Sunday, May 10, 2009. I used to work at this vegan restaurant in Minneapolis. It was short lived; I lied on my application when I applied. I promised that I didn’t eat meat. Actually, I am a voracious carnivore. They fired me when they found out I was sneaking beef jerky on my break in the broom closet. A stocky red-head rounded the corner, walked quickly over, and slowly lowering himself to the table. “Geez, John, what is this place,” he whispered. Franco walked over to the table ...
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Feed My Neurosis: My Super Power IS...
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My Super Power IS. 160;Saturday, March 21, 2009. I have to tell you a secret, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. Promise? I am a superhero. I know, I know it sounds crazy (not me). I just realized this earlier today, and I have been marveling over it all day. Of course, I CAN'T. Fly or shoot lazer beams out of my eyes. See through walls, or hear my neighbors plotting to steal my morning paper. Run fast or jump high. See into the future, or travel through time. This my post for. My Super Power IS.
