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"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You look like you're angry."
"I'm busy. I have things that I need to get done today. Welcome back, how was your trip?"
"Awful. I had the worst birthday."
"I'm sorry. You're still going out with the girls tonight, right? That should help improve it."
"No it won't. I don't want to go. I've been upset all day."
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I'm teaching my mother how to use ebay today. She's just bought a lovely house on 15 acres that's almost an hour away from decent shopping, so the levels of consumer depravity that I'm enabling are truly horrendous. -
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Change happens. It is the only constant.
The week after I attended the funeral of Evan's grandmother, and a week before I was a pall bearer at the funeral of my uncle, Evan and I decided in a surprisingly amicable way that neither of us was happy or content with the way our relationship has evolved over the last year or so. We had a conversation that was more frank and blatantly honest ( Read more... ) -
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The letter "S"
from queerpaganquill
If you want, comment on this entry and I will give you a letter.Write five words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation of what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.
1. su·sur·ra·tion (s
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I'm outside in the garden. Sadie is running about like a mad thing. It is sunny and temperate. Relatively, all is right in my tiny corner of the world ( Read more... )
