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ohmygod, school. already it is giving me unwanted stress, though when is stress ever welcomed with open arms? except perhaps as a way to distract me from the fact that i've been alone for over a week. completely, depressingly alone. the two of them went off to their respective second homes for the summer -the university of toronto campus for ciss ( Read more... ) -
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there are books sitting on my desk, waiting to be read. i have plans to wrap myself in a cocoon of synthetic fibre and cotton and do just that with the few days i have to myself before the second half of the semester starts up. i am optimistic about the results of last night's exam, though my optimism doesn't extend far enough to entertain thoughts ( Read more... ) -
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1. name: angela. it is my middle name, not my first, which confuses people when they try to fish out my pay stub from a stack of identical white envelopes or when i schedule appointments to hammer out points for my essays and they wonder who this girl is, this angela, whom they've never called when taking roll. it was a decision i made in the ( Read more... ) -
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i lost my debit card again and this time i won't find it tucked inside the pocket of one of the few coats that have survived my semi-annual closet clean-out; or at the bottom of one of my many purses, sticky with the fortified iced tea beverage whose lid i forgot to properly close; or amidst the receipts, movie stubs, broken necklaces, ikea ( Read more... ) -
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she entertains playboy bunny aspirations, which manifests itself in her unending love for the bachelor and certain recent acquisitions, which, though a taboo subject in the workplace, make themselves known by pushing out suggestively beneath her shirt ( Read more... ) -
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i am angry at myself for not picking up a pair of those brown moccasins. they were on sale, too.
this unseasonably cool weather has inspired me to start writing up a list of things to purchase when autumn comes around again.
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we threw together a last minute plan to take advantage of denise's discounted tickets to wonderland. her departure date is still very much up in the air and the two-week window she gave still means we have anywhere between six and twenty days to spend with her before she leaves us for the oil fields of alberta. i remember in elementary and high ( Read more... )
