Month: August 2002
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Dance While You Wait!
My Friend Manya emailed me to berate me for not choosing “Girl Talk Date Line” as my favorite board game in my last entry. Sorry, sorry. Okay. Girl Talk Date Line…it’s a board game. Did anyone else ever play this? I just Googled it, and not only is it no longer being made, but it’s…
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As Required By Law
All journallers have to do this. Here we go with the whole Hey, An Email Survey! thing. Ready? Living arrangement? Top half of a tiny blue duplex. What book are you reading now? Middlemarch, by George Eliot. What’s on your mouse pad? It’s orange and round, with concentric red circles on it. 50 cents at…
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Juvenile
I weighed in at an online discussion about makeup today. Someone asked what makeup item folks couldn’t live without, and I said, “Uh, gee, none of them, I guess, because I don’t wear any.” Everyone else was talking about how they dye their eyelashes (!!) or love a certain lipstick or powder or whatever, and…
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Notorious W.E.D.D.I.N.G
“Ah…lalalalalalalala. Ah…lalalalalalalala.” I can’t stop pretending to be Margaret Cho. I just can’t. Your nice-girl-goody-two-shoes friend Chiara has a secret, wordless love for this woman..the kind of secret, wordless love that causes you to proclaim in in a wordy, non-secret fashion in your online journal, apparently. Seeing her movie last night was like seeing her…
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Pretty Good, Thanks, How Are You?
I’m feeling a little iffy about therapy lately. I don’t know exactly why. It’s a combination of the fact that I don’t get paid…and you all know how I love to get paid…and the fact that people keep cancelling their appointments. It’s not November and so no one’s seasonally affectively depressed, and so I sit…
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Mushy
Today is Carl’s birthday. He is twenty-seven today. Happy birthday Carl! We just got back from having dinner with his parents. Currently he’s in the other room sharpening his good knives and making me some carrot sticks for my lunch tomorrow. We’re going to my house as soon as he’s done (and I’m done typing)…
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Pack On My Back
Now, you all know how I feel about the outdoors. I’m okay with it. In general. For the most part. But, as you also know, I am nothing but devoted to my boyfriend (right?), and dang but if he doesn’t love him some mountains, and so off we went to the lovely and amazing Mt.…
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The View From The Purple Futon (Guest Entry!)
Hey folks…I guess it’s Family Week because here’s that guest entry from my mom I kept telling you all about. She says she thinks she writes like me, but I think I write like her. You decide. And here she is! For my guest entry on Ampersand I would like to sing the praises of…
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Becky Blue Eyes
I should start calling her Rebecca, actually. She’s been Becky since about four, right around the time she started going to pre-school wearing black cowboy boots, but her real name is Rebecca and it’s a beautiful name and that’s what we’re going to call her for the rest of this entry. My sister turns twenty-five…
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Waltz I
Carl and I are taking a waltz class. Is that cheesy? I really like to dance, but I think the class is pretty silly. There are two instructors, Walter and Angela. Now, Carl and I know Angela from when we took a swing class last year. We love Angela. I feel sort of bad that…