…hidden in closets can be disturbing. Stashed away, in dark corners of forgotten recesses, are the darnedest things. We’ve all heard stories about the discovery of old pictures stuck to a baseboard or a Mickey Mantle rookie card in a hole under a loose board. But what about those things hidden in closets we *don’t*…
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…and it’s at my new job. Formerly, I was employed as a waiter at an unnamed Mexican food restaurant that is a large chain, has stores in shopping malls and around movie theatres, and only offers quasi-edible food. Now, I’m working at a mediterranean food restaurant where the waiters *know* what they are doing, the…
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Victoria Paige will not dance the Dance of the Red Shoes tonight. Sorry–wrong movie. I’ve got a headache, hon, and am going to take three tylenolPM and go to bed. Love and ciao. md
…it’s something I’ve stepped in and gotten on my shoes. At least that’s how I feel as related to the people I’ve been around for the last few days. Save last night’s excursion into alchohol-induced euphoria at the Olive Garden. (Try their stuffed chicken marsala. Fucking phenominal.) I had a good time then. I don’t…
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Who would have known that a pair of Rockport could be uncomfortable! Nevermind that I was on my feet 11 hours, waiting on people who, for whatever reason, decided that this was the weekend they wanted Mexican food and stuff you can only get at Gap and JC Penney. Why do people want to shop…
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I love deadlines — especially that glorious wooshing sound they make as they go flying by. Unfortunately, I missed the deadline on a paper I’m writing concerning sexuality in Romeo and Juliet, specifically the presentations of Juliet’s sexuality presented in the play by various characters. Ironic really, the concept of sexuality and deadlines are so…
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I am thankful for many things, this year. I’m thankful for a job, for a warm bed and a roof that doesn’t leak. I’m thankful for my friends, even the ones that don’t always live up to expectations and promises. I am thankful for living in a free country and a refrigerator that has food…
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…but the irony is I’m not. So what’s the point? Why take abuse for pennies? Sorry for the brief post. It’s just the day before Thanksgiving. Will post more tomorrow evening.
…oh Christmas tree, how thorny are thy fricken branches that cut me and made me bleed and now itch from the thousand and two microscopic fleshwounds covering my arms and legs. Yep, you guessed it. I put up my Christmas tree today, breaking one of my own cardinal rules–NO CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS BEFORE THANKSGIVING! Alas, the…
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Jessica Lang will forever be the beauty that tamed Kong. Lately, though, she seems to have stumbled into the realm of ‘crazy beautiful spurned chick who goes psycho’, a path that other great beauties have followed as well. Look at Joan Crawford, whose work strangely mirrored her life. Jessica Lang has now played a freakish…
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