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Saturday, November 12, 2011
magic
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I cry every time I hear this song. I wonder why.
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for t.d.o.w.& r.
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Wednesday, November 9, 2011
old reflections
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I don't feel old. I mean, I don't feel old until I look in a mirror, and then I am like. Crap. Old. Not in a vain sort of way, but i...
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Tuesday, November 8, 2011
more fainting...
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I am in need of a new camera and a laptop. So there will be no pictures today, I have to borrow Rusty's camera then my broken lap-top ...
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Monday, November 7, 2011
I almost fainted
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Well the ancestors came and left it seems. Thanks for riding on that roller coaster with me. You know a really nice psychiatrist told me t...
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Wednesday, November 2, 2011
the little witch 4
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Leaving a bad situation is good, but the further away I got, in time and in actual distance the more I could clearly see how very bad it was...
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Monday, October 31, 2011
the little witch 3
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Tough read, on my blog post: the little witch 2. I know. It was tough for me to write it and then to read it again many years later. I am qu...
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