For my art of the memoir class on Thursday, we have to write three things that stopped us in our tracks recently. Two of the […]
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I read every piece of e-mail I receive that says “please read.”
my current goals in life are as follows: 1. lay on bed staring at ceiling until I need to pee 2. pee (not in bed) […]
I cross my fingers, cross my heart and hope to die. Ever type up a long entry only to lose it to the nether regions […]
I am back in the same hostel, the same coffee shop, and the same state of mind as I was in prior to my family […]
Kompressor has been to the Vatican. On New Year's Day. There is much more to tell than that (her eyes have been pecked out by […]
Happy New Year to all your faces. I have been drinking entirely too much espresso in Florence and now Maren is sitting outside the internet […]
It has now been six days since I have actually written. I guess I have just been too busy watching Brandi sleep. Is she depressed? […]
Sitting in the coffee house portion of my London hostel (St. Christopher’s Orient Express) is extremely disquieting. Perhaps it is the lack of quiet (Meatloaf […]
Well, I guess that Arnold Schwarzenegger Christmas vehicle “turbo man” or whatever (which I think was filmed in Omaha or Minneapolis) is an added bonus. […]