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my space
detroit is good for something. I'm exhausted. my energy level tonight has involved sitting on the couch in front of the tv and my laptop screen. i am trying to summon the energy to go to bed. seriously. i'm that tired. so I chatted on facebook and checked my email...and i got one from myspace about how they miss me. nice try, myspace. but since i ( Read more... ) -
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Twenty five years ago today I was sitting in Mrs. Isaacson's classroom. I hated that woman. i can't particularly tell you why now, but i remember that without a doubt she was pure evil. She made us memorize poems and stuff, like Little Orphan Annie, which I can still recite today and a copy of which hangs at my desk. And she read us this story ( Read more... ) -
I'm not missing you at all
I’m pretty sure my mailman hates me. I would hate me if I was my mailman. It’s not my fault though; it’s just a case of poor design. The garage is on the side of the house, making coming in through the side door more convenient. The mailbox is outside the front door- the door I never use. The mail builds up, probably enraging the mailman. So it ( Read more... ) -
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I finished putting up my christmas tree this week. the living room is still full of the boxes that the stuff came in and frankly i'm thinking of just leaving them out until its time to take the stuff down ( Read more... ) -
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i can not move to detroit. and i'd better start doing something to make sure that doesn't happen. -
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Abraham Lincoln during his famous senatorial campaign gave "The Divided House" speech in Springfield, Illinois. The convention gathered to hear him speak consisted of a thousand delegates and as many anxious citizens. Before entering the hall where it was to be delivered, he stepped into the office of his law-partner, Mr. Herndon, and, locking the ( Read more... ) -
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I feel the need to state things plainly; to use small words and concise description so that I only have to go over an idea one time. When I need to tackle a complex topic, I break it down into small bite size morsels. Each idea then has its own clear flavor and I layer those simple flavors like a chef. In the end there is a mouthful of ( Read more... ) -
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so there's this boy.
a different one.
shut up.
i don't know if he's gonna make it through the four day cycle.
but at least the weekend was lots of fun.
and i'm exhausted...for all the right reasons.
yeah.
boys.
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real or not real?
there are things we loose along the way. i lost a letter a couple of years ago. a letter from a man who was my friend, my support, my lover, and my escape. i was so mad at myself, because i lost it through my own mistake. i don't know now why it mattered so much to me. he said something particularly sweet and heart breaking- the kinds of words a ( Read more... ) -
penny
i know penny died a few months ago, but we didn't really see each other over the summer. but tomorrow marks the start of a new season and penny should be there on my tuesday nights. she used to joke with me all the time about how noone would ever stay, and how i was going to leave her. moving to the front row was a major offense last year. but as ( Read more... )