September 2009

Loose Threads.

September 29, 2009

—Remember when I said that my mother, father, and I got my uncle kicked out of his apartment? And then I updated the post because someone (MOTHER) called me a LIAR, and denied that such a thing ever happened? Well, I have been vindicated. According to my uncle, he WAS TOO kicked out, though the [...]

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Buttons!

September 28, 2009

She made me buy this dress, grabbing at it as we walked by and screaming “BUH! BUH!” This is the same basic method she used to induce me to buy a bag of whiffle balls later in the week. I did draw the line at a headband, seeing as she hasn’t any hair.

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Seek and Ye Shall Find.

September 23, 2009

Well, it seems unfair to leave your urgent questions unanswered any longer. “pseudo compliment” meaning Usually it means the person dislikes you, but is too much of a pussy to tell you directly, resorting instead to statements like “You’re so clever to have grown that insulating fat—heat costs are rising!” flashing homeless That’s sweet, but [...]

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Princess of Darkness.

September 18, 2009

I’ve been kind of…sickly. It took me a while to be certain that it wasn’t simply the demands of motherhood wearing me down, or maybe an uptick in my congenital laziness, but eventually I determined that I was truly not myself. Alas, I’ve had little luck convincing medical professionals of this fact. Each appointment—I’ve seen [...]

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Kid.

September 14, 2009

She walks like a pro, as if she’s been doing it for years—professionally, even—and will not keep her glasses on, which is almost as irksome as the fact that she still doesn’t eat. But it’s hard to stay mad at someone so cute. She is getting long curls of hair on the sides and at [...]

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Start Spreading The News.

September 9, 2009

Yesterday I forgot to mention the series of apartments and townhouses my father lived in after the divorce, where I stayed on Wednesdays and alternate weekends. His apartments before and after his marriage to my stepmother were all in the suburb adjacent to the one where my mother lived. “Brown,” is probably the adjective that [...]

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Home Sweet. *Updated*

September 8, 2009

I loved, loved, loved hearing where you all live. Every time a new comment appeared after my last post, I’d inwardly clap my hands with glee—and I would have done it outwardly, but I was in a coffee shop. It was fascinating, and helpful, and just…nice, to hear your stories and to be able to [...]

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House Hunted.

September 6, 2009

I want to pick out paint colors, and decorate. I am tired of living in collections of rooms all painted a single shade of cream. I am tired of the sense of why-bother impermanence that comes with a home you cannot alter and know you will likely be leaving within a couple of years. I [...]

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Edith Speedeth.

September 3, 2009

I am typing this on Edith, my new laptop. Her arrival this morning is the only reason I am typing anything at all, because over the past month or so my laptop had been getting slower and slower and whirrier and whirrier until even opening an email took so long that I would frequently get [...]

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