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Tag Archives: random
Just a Thought
Sometimes faint scraps of her dream would get caught on the wall of her consciousness, but she couldn’t retrace these fragments back to any coherent narrative. All that remained were small, random images. She slept deeply, and the dreams she … Continue reading
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Random Postcard Giveaways
I had a really great time picking all of these postcards out for this giveaway. It made me think two things: I have a crapton of postcards, I should really do this giveaway thing again. I have a crapton of … Continue reading
Yay!
Congratulations to Stephanie and Mariah! I will be sending out their little packages this afternoon after school and work. Pictures to follow. OK I know it took forever, but as it says on the sidebar, I only update when I … Continue reading
Pink Flowers to England
Pink Flowers to England Originally uploaded by girlzoot
Open Fruit
Open Fruit Originally uploaded by girlzoot
Ladybugs on the Envelope
Ladybugs on the Envelope Originally uploaded by girlzoot
Feeling the Need to Be Close to Family
Having a difficult day. Lonely as fuck. At work until 1930. Wanted meaningless sex. Instead drove aimlessly. Visited Mom at work. Drove some more. Listened to school book. Verdict for the day? Bleah.
Random School Thoughts
We’ve been discussing the use of sexual metaphor in class. I am always amazed and sort of flabbergasted when people gasp when the idea of sexuality and floral moisture are discussed in a way and people come to the realization … Continue reading
matters
No matter how far down things go, there is always the guarantee that my mother will need independence. No matter how ridiculous it looks, my son seems remarkably comfortable in sagging pants. I suppose it makes sense, it is just … Continue reading
favorite
In the waiting room a woman told anyone that would listen that she was having dinner with her favorite ex-husband. How many do you need to have before you can start to select a favorite and a least favorite? What … Continue reading