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MY DADDY IS THE "CRUSADING JOURNALIST" MENTIONED IN THIS NEW YORK OBSERVER ARTICLE ROASTING HUCKABEE ( Read more... ) -
insufficient post.
"she's the one who wants you to come intern. she also wants you to join the children on the paper's christmas' parade float, but I said there is no wy in hell you'd do that."
hah! even my father knows that i'm a lazy, grumpy crumudgeon. is that redundant? grumpy crumudgeon? am i even spelling "crumudgeon" correctly? who knows. -
that might be alright.
"And here is a turtle from the Long Island Expressway
He says that his home has been covered with tar
So I gave him a ride on the back of my suitcase
And he says that he´d like to stay here in your yard
At long last his life won´t be quite so hard" -
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i'm lonely because my house is dark and my mother isn't home. she's not quite divorced, but is on her second date in two days with a different man than yesterday's. if that's what she needs, then alright, but i just don't know how i feel about this human tendancy to bury the feelings arising from one situation gone awry under ones stemming from new ( Read more... ) -
thing to keep in mind.
inspiration. from my father to us all.
Jdhof345 (9:41:05 PM): never surrender!! -
marriage is unnecessary.
isn't it funny that the indigo girls had a smash-hit with a little diddy called "the wood song"? isn't it ironic, don'tcha think ( Read more... ) -
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well, there's too much i have to do right now for me to get personal with you, but i wanted to update. as i was reading my english packet, i came across a sharon olds poem and probably didn't stop smiling until i finshed reading the entire thing. so. i want to share it with you ( Read more... ) -
hahaha part 2
"Hilton's entire body trembled as the final pitch was made for her further incarceration. She clutched a ball of tissue and tears ran down her face ( Read more... ) -
for no reason.
the sound of my mother's voice hissing whispers in the next room makes my skin absolutely crawl. and i don't know why.