How About Now?

What's a broke-but-fully-employed girl to do? Why, start selling her services, of course. Can it be done without losing husband, self-respect, etc? Only time will tell.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

(Not Dead)

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Just so's you know. Hoping to write tonight. Thank you for reaching back - it truly helps. xo M
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Friday, May 23, 2008

Press One If You Are On A Ledge, Two If You Are Holding A Pill Bottle…

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As the Ex and I drive back from our little vacation (more later), I call Big City Lover and let him know that no, I can’t continue my drive ...
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Monday, May 19, 2008

Chasing God

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(I am not Christian, but that is the language I know how to speak) * * * Every time I come here: This is it. This is the time I have gone to...
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Officially, Intermittent

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I did *try* to write every day. And mostly, I did actually write at least something. And then was felled at the knees by lack of internet, l...
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Friday, May 9, 2008

Day Eleven: Motorcycles

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(Because tonight I rode in a tank top and jeans in a no-helmet state, legs wrapped around the driver (no pegs), arms wrapped around him, spe...
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Day Ten: Sunshine

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So many things are different in the cold light of day. Here's the fault on my side: I should be more willing to defend, more willing to ...
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Monday, May 5, 2008

Day Nine:

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Grief fills the room up… Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me (King John) I am mad with grief. I am past caring if I give away my powe...
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Thursday, May 1, 2008

Day Eight: Better Stories

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At the gym, in a moment between sets, Power Girl notices my elbow. “You have a bump – do I have that bump?” I hold my elbows side by side to...
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Day Seven: Fumbling

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I breakfast with Beautiful Girl, two days in a row. Sunshine, patio, internet, business, boyfriends. She knows me. She knows nearly everythi...
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Day Six: Small Comforts

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Free-associating. Late. And Power Girl is out dancing at a dive bar (In the car: "Now, what do you do, Third Friend, if someone asks to...
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Day Five: Fun With Math!

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1) Word Problem Mandy plans to fly to Eastern City to be driven by Ex-Lover to his home for “friend time”. Ex-Lover writes that she should i...
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Monday, April 21, 2008

Day Four: The Kitchen

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(Just a moment) Young Turk, yet another musician, is fussing with food and the fridge, he's asked if I'm sated and I'm not, but ...
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Saturday, April 19, 2008

Day Three: Postscript

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We sleep back to back, pressed tightly against each other. 5AM and lobby call for us both. Folk Rocker goes to the door, still damp, still w...

Day Two: Little Postcards

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(Finally) Also, there is a paragraph in here that has previously been posted, but this story is where it belongs. Indulge me. * * * I go to...
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Thursday, April 17, 2008

Day One: Aftercare

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There is the blank page. There is the empty notebook, the block of time constantly rescheduled, filled in, replanned. No time to write, so b...
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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Coffee, Gentle Readers?

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I am on my own again and in London, England. Holler if you'd like to coffee, Pret, or show me something I'll never find on my own (a...
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Thursday, March 13, 2008

Journals

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Next week, I go to Amsterdam. It's to be a long-delayed honeymoon for Husband and I, his first time to Europe, my eighth? Ninth? And as ...
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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Coming Around to the Mac

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...so to speak. Things still troublesome - - Hate iPhoto - Can't play my favorite solitaire, for which I may yet install Windows. - Some...
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Bits and Pieces

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Gentle Readers - I am so darn cold...I'm in a geographical location right now that just involves being cold all the time, and it's s...
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Sunday, March 2, 2008

A Little Postcard

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I am learning a new language. It takes him awhile to get hard. I am used to younger men, I am used to older men popping pills, taking my sor...
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