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To My Arch Nemesis: Honesty and Glamour
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Monday, October 17, 2011. What kind of honesty do we live in society, Sentry? What kind of honesty do we embrace when we are told by parents that in order to be hired by companies we must have a certain scrubbed clean appearance on our social media sites? What kind of honesty do we have when we are encouraged to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth except when it is damaging, embarrassing, or just ill-fitting? Life is not glamorous...
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To My Arch Nemesis: Sep 12, 2011
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Monday, September 12, 2011. The Sin of Being a Jew. I just finished reading the book The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. I will be watching the movie soon enough. The book was heart-wrenching to put it mildly. I highly recommend that you read it, Sentry, if you haven't already. I fully admit to being naive. I admit to being blind to the understand of just how much hatred and inhumanity exists in this world. What are we, Sentry? Links to this post.
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To My Arch Nemesis: Sep 5, 2011
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Monday, September 5, 2011. Character in a Story. I wanted to share one of these playlists. You tell me what you think. This particular playlist runs about an hour and twenty minutes or so. So, if you listen to it all, plan on having the music in the background while going about your day (or days). Orget really bored, Sentry! Bill Ferguson (from the movie Shelter). 3 Je n'aime que toi. From the French musical Les Chansons d'Amour).
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To My Arch Nemesis: The Sin of Being a Jew
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Monday, September 12, 2011. The Sin of Being a Jew. I just finished reading the book The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. I will be watching the movie soon enough. The book was heart-wrenching to put it mildly. I highly recommend that you read it, Sentry, if you haven't already. I fully admit to being naive. I admit to being blind to the understand of just how much hatred and inhumanity exists in this world. What are we, Sentry? A time for change.
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To My Arch Nemesis: Oct 31, 2011
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Monday, October 31, 2011. Sometimes we must say goodbye. Sometimes we must allow what we have known to slip away from us. Push away from that shore of familiarity and drift into unknown and at times unsafe waters where there is no guide for you and no way of knowing what lies ahead. Sometimes you go it alone and sometimes you travel with others. But in all, my friends have gone there separate ways. And now it is my time too. A time for change.
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To My Arch Nemesis: The Dreams of Jeremy
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Wednesday, September 14, 2011. The Dreams of Jeremy. No, I'm not being lazy. It's dreams week over at a shared blog that I write on on Wednesdays. I thought I'd copy what I wrote there and post it here:. What kinds of dreams do we have? Do you have dreams. Of evil red heads with green skin attacking you? Favorite line in that scene? Can he be my Navi instead? 2) I want one day for Hug a Lesbian Day (it's every day, fyi) to become so big that...
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To My Arch Nemesis: Sep 14, 2011
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Wednesday, September 14, 2011. The Dreams of Jeremy. No, I'm not being lazy. It's dreams week over at a shared blog that I write on on Wednesdays. I thought I'd copy what I wrote there and post it here:. What kinds of dreams do we have? Do you have dreams. Of evil red heads with green skin attacking you? Favorite line in that scene? Can he be my Navi instead? 2) I want one day for Hug a Lesbian Day (it's every day, fyi) to become so big that...
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To My Arch Nemesis: Cleansing
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Thursday, October 13, 2011. But that's not entirely the point of this letter to you. Yes, yes, life is good, right? And it is. And yes, yes, once more I have my troubles but when do I not, right? But have you ever felt a sense of joy in life at where you stand? Where all before you has begun to slip away as though it were as tangible as air? So, Sentry, what is negative or toxic for you? Anyway, that's just been on my mind as of late. I read...
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To My Arch Nemesis: Aug 28, 2011
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Sunday, August 28, 2011. You've seen it around you at one point or another: couples holding hands, tease-flirting with each other, having wild, raunchy eye flirts with each other. It happens. You can't dodge it, Sentry. Or perhaps in less uptight communities, you'll find couples or two random people making out, having a NCMO (non-committal make-out), or slapping their tongues together in an oral sword fight. Finally, I know that I want to fa...
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To My Arch Nemesis: Seven Years...No, Seriously
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To My Arch Nemesis. A blog in letter format to my Arch Nemesis. Thursday, September 29, 2011. Seven Years.No, Seriously. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I had no idea where I was going. I had no firm conviction of what I wanted at all. I was adrift without purpose that summer. I believed in the Church, the prophet, and the Book of Mormon though I harbored doubts because I had never once felt any conviction that the Book of Mormon was from God. Want to serve a mission? I needed to go. ...
