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When the glass of my body broke...: April 2005
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When the glass of my body broke. Friday, April 29, 2005. A small, bright room. Once as I was getting up to leave she mentioned her oldest daughter, who she gave birth to when she was still very young. I'm glad I didn't have any children when I was young," I told her. "Because if I had they would be seriously fucked up by now.". She looked at me quietly, long enough for me to stop laughing, stop rummaging, and raise my eyes to her face. I wasn't making a joke," she said. Posted by Erin at 1:33 PM. I had a...
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Seeds of Myself: August 2007
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May this be the vehicle that drives my resolution: to rediscover that place where my thoughts and my words melt into one another in beautiful, expressive rhythms. Here goes. Tuesday, August 28, 2007. When I was 16 years old, a psychologist (yeah, that's a whole 'notha story.) told me that I had an "addictive personality.". Basically, she was saying. Quit experimenting with drugs and alcohol because, as you can see, you will most likely become addicted to every single thing you try. Not that it stopped me.
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When the glass of my body broke...: March 2005
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When the glass of my body broke. Wednesday, March 30, 2005. I started out feeling, didn’t I? Posted by Erin at 5:21 PM. Tuesday, March 29, 2005. My job is an excellent scapegoat. It’s easier to gripe about this than the rest of what I’m feeling. On a brighter note, I have tentative plans to hang out with P and his girlfriend on the porch this evening, drinking gin gimlets. I love the word gimlet. Writing grants would be much more enjoyable if I could somehow incorporate that word. Friday, March 25, 2005.
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When the glass of my body broke...: January 2005
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When the glass of my body broke. Monday, January 31, 2005. My inaugural free fall culminated this past weekend in what amounted to a Mardi Gras of the soul. This included the requisite amount of drunken revelry - coupled with feelings of exhileration, disorientation, comraderie, sheepishness, horror and bliss. The unexpected rapidly lost its shock value. Breasts and souls were bared. There was emotional as well as actual vomit. Posted by Erin at 9:53 AM. Friday, January 28, 2005. Simply put, I am growing.
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When the glass of my body broke...: February 2005
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When the glass of my body broke. Monday, February 28, 2005. I was sitting on MD’s lap as we scanned through online personals. He clicked on an image of a pretty woman with long, flowing hair - a weakness of his - and then paused to plant a kiss behind my ear. Our eyes ran over the screen, assessing. What’s the worst lie you ever told? We looked at one another in horror, and he quickly clicked the back button. Too bad, I said. She was cute. The next candidate seemed promising until she used the word.
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Seeds of Myself
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May this be the vehicle that drives my resolution: to rediscover that place where my thoughts and my words melt into one another in beautiful, expressive rhythms. Here goes. Thursday, September 6, 2007. I wish I had tupperware. With matching lids. THAT would be rad. I wish I had the courage to remind my boss that it's September. That she must have accidentally forgotten about my August-evaluation-turned-much-deserved-raise. That I am barely making it and being taken advantage of. I've wished on all the b...
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Seeds of Myself: Lessons in bad parenting
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May this be the vehicle that drives my resolution: to rediscover that place where my thoughts and my words melt into one another in beautiful, expressive rhythms. Here goes. Sunday, August 12, 2007. Lessons in bad parenting. When I decided to start a blog a few days ago, I wasn't sure how I would use it. I was sure how I SHOULD use it, since I consider myself an aspiring writer, but not how - or. I was the first person in my family too, to graduate from College.I can relate! A beautiful first post! When ...
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