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i feel a little sad today. i'm at home in houston for the holidays. there has been a big shake-up here in recent days, although i feel like i am alone in considering the events a "shake-up." i don't know if anyone else could reasonably consider my story upsetting, but the solitude and the slow pace of holidays at home is affording me the luxury of ( Read more... )

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r. made me porridge this morning. he still thinks i'm his goldilocks no matter how many times i act like a cranky old bear ( Read more... )

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i feel the urge to record everything that has happened in these past few weeks: school triumphs (of which there are few) and travails (of which there are many), monetary miseries, work woes, et cetera et cetera--but such things are only of false importance. what i really want to remember is this ( Read more... )

my life is unraveling a little bit. i can't wait for january--and that is because in january i can start anew with my life, and one of the ways i will do that is by purchasing a moleskine planner in which i can distinctly list my to-dos and my to-don'ts for the year. at the beginning of this semester, i made a special trip to the bookstore to ( Read more... )

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well, it turns out that i have nothing cheerful to say after all. after two weeks of waiting for some small kindness or sweet surprise to drop from the heavens and bless my life, it turns out that i was sorely misguided in waiting at all. it turns out i'm not the sort of girl who receives these courtesies in life ( Read more... )