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Suburban Psychotic: The notion of being a "grown up"
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Losing my grip on reality one day at a time.© 2009. Friday, April 19, 2013. The notion of being a "grown up". The truth is, though the world may see an adult and expect you to behave as such, you're never really a "grown up" in your own mind. You're always just the person you've always been with no more answers than you had before, there's no unfaltering foundation upon which to lay the confidence of your decisions, actions, knowledge, etc. How does a "grown up" answer that question? Think about that,.
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Suburban Psychotic: April 2011
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Losing my grip on reality one day at a time.© 2009. Sunday, April 24, 2011. 8 Reasons I think Easter is lame. I don't hate Jesus, I'm just not Christian. A bunny that hides eggs is STUPID, no bunnies hide anything at my house. I DO NOT need any unsolicited chocolate at my house. I don't eat ham. Deviled eggs are overrated, but I do love the irony of serving them at an Easter lunch;). I don't want to take leftovers home, my in-laws get offended by this. Links to this post. Friday, April 22, 2011. I just r...
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Suburban Psychotic: The "T" word.
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Losing my grip on reality one day at a time.© 2009. Friday, September 16, 2011. I'm not sure if blogging about this is the right thing to do, but writing is how I process my thoughts and feelings, so read if you want and judge if it makes you feel better. This is real life, not some sugar coated version of things that I am hoping to remember later. If you can't handle that "X" out and don't come back. I hate everything about this. It is so fucking UNFAIR. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Surfing Sunda...
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Morning Thoughts II | The Problem of Autumn
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The Problem of Autumn. August 17, 2008. I have twenty-one summers. Soon to be twenty-one years. And I am so sick of goodbyes that I could go scream into a pillow for an hour and a half and it would not do any good. It’s as though I’m looking backwards through it, but the glass obscures both ways. I take it almost as given that the end does not justify the means. But do the means justify the end? Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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September | 2008 | The Problem of Autumn
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The Problem of Autumn. Reflections on the Priesthood. September 29, 2008. Priests consecrate things. They speak and sacrifice, and so cover the world’s impurities before a pure God. Bartering with the God for its salvation. The trick is that the priests, as wicked and faithless as the rest, must speak for the rest. And here Christians are, supposedly the new priesthood. Sanctified, they are spiritual Levites, having no inheritance with the rest of Israel. Still, they speak for what? What don’t we know?
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July | 2008 | The Problem of Autumn
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The Problem of Autumn. Oversalting, Or the Toxicity of Holiness. July 31, 2008. Too much salt kills all life. In Matthew 5:13 Jesus calls believers the salt of the earth. Read the rest of this entry ». Notes for the Home Cook. July 27, 2008. Grated cheese and whipped cream cover a multitude of sins. But sometimes they aren’t enough. How I Chose My Name: AKA I Overthink Everything. July 27, 2008. Well, crap. There goes the baby, the bathwater, or both. Your choice Andrew. Frankly, it is a problem. The mig...
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August | 2008 | The Problem of Autumn
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The Problem of Autumn. Peach, Plum, Pear. August 24, 2008. Summer is ending. And that means school starts tomorrow. That also means the end of summer fruit. And I can’t stop listening to Joanna Newsom’s song Peach, Plum, Pear. You should listen to it too. August 17, 2008. I have twenty-one summers. Soon to be twenty-one years. And I am so sick of goodbyes that I could go scream into a pillow for an hour and a half and it would not do any good. Read the rest of this entry ». August 11, 2008. I put my big ...
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Suburban Psychotic: I love presents..
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Losing my grip on reality one day at a time.© 2009. Tuesday, December 27, 2011. I am sure I place too much importance on what a gift says about my relationship with the giver, but at least I acknowledge that! The first was a box of sugar-free chocolate covered almonds. To me, this gift says many things which are not limited too:. 1 When we stopped at Walgreens, on the way here, this was all they had left. 2 Hey, you're so fat, we thought you could possibly be diabetic so we went with the sugar free.
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Suburban Psychotic: March 2011
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Losing my grip on reality one day at a time.© 2009. Wednesday, March 2, 2011. I'm still here, just REALLY REALLY busy. So busy, in fact, that I keep thinking I should shut this "blog" down, but it isn't hurting anything sitting idle and sometimes I amuse myself by going back into old posts. I do have ALOT to write about too, just no time to write or even process what is going on enough to form a coherent thought. SOOOO Maybe 34 is MY year.Guess we'll see! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
