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BUGSSS
I know I am supposed to love every living thing, but for christ's sake.
This afternoon I was all in the bathroom, all peeling my robe off seductively, all ready to step into the shower for some wet, steamy action, when I looked down saw what resembled a clump of hair, right above the drain. Something compelled me to look closer:
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you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now
Crazy old Prof. Kelly told us the first day of class last semester that you can't write about yourself, because no one will want to read it. I think most of what he says is wrong. Sure tells good stories, though.
empty spacewe are driving west across new york ( Read more... ) -
Fact. You will inevitably learn the rules of grief in your lifetime.
These rules are dependent on the time and circumstances of death, on your chosen (or perhaps not forced) philosophical framework, on your location and your gender and relationship to the deceased, on the period and history and the company you keep, on your family, of course. Of course ( Read more... )
