Archive for April 2007
At least my mind is made up, right?
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 30, 2007
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I don’t much like to bring up my past relationship for numerous reasons, several of which are a) it was a long, long time ago, b) it didn’t have to last as long as it did, and c) it really wasn’t as bad as my heart remembers. But whatever the case, despite a few odd [...]
As if I didn’t already have enough freckles on my body
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 29, 2007
Yesterday I found myself with a lot of free time on my hands. What does one do with a lot of free time? One goes to take pictures, of course. Where does one go to take pictures? A botanical garden, of course. The pictures, good and bad, are currently uploading to Flickr and one of [...]
No diggity
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 28, 2007
Yesterday I think I ate my weight in food at dinner. Then I topped it off with some ice cream sans dairy pill and since I’ve become lactose intolerant, you can only imagine how wonderfully I feel this morning. Not to mention I keep forgetting to take my lovely new BC pills, so I took [...]
A wicked wind
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 26, 2007
A friend asked me what I meant when I said that my life was not going the way I had planned and I’m not sure how to respond to that. On the one hand, most people don’t have the life they thought they would have. At least that’s the idea I get. Most people take [...]
We’ll make our tracks untraceable
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 26, 2007
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I don’t know what to say. I feel that I should give you some sort of update or relate some funny story to the masses. Or the three people who read this. There isn’t much else to say. Dark days continue. Forgetting is a battle, accepting what is right in front of you is a [...]
Descent
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 24, 2007
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Dark days are descending again. I’ve been reading (absorbing, obsessing) some of Jack Kerouac’s journals and I get it and he got it and I can only read a few pages at a time because my mind begins to race and connect and understand and scream for the release. The release I mentioned in an [...]
Escape is done
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 22, 2007
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You all will be thrilled to know that the great mouse debacle of 2007 is now over. Fortunately Tibby was very hungry and my reflexes cat-like because I had to pounce on her. Literally pounce. Then she bit me! And then I put her in a special container and she went on to leap frantically upward, thus smashing her little head into the top of the container. WTF is wrong with our mouse???
Then I went outside. Which one of you invited summer over for a visit? I think that was very rude and you should be punished. Punished harshly. WHY did my car tell me it was 94 degrees BOILING HOT outside? This is NOT RIGHT OR FAIR.
WordPress is doing strange things to my text.
Escape
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 22, 2007
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In a few minutes, I have to go back into the kitchen and sit silently while I wait for Tibby to come out from under the oven so I can catch her and put her back in her cage. Last night, we were in the living room, sprawled on the floor after too much pizza [...]
Fade to black
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 22, 2007
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So either Becca closed comments on her recent post or I’m just too stupid to figure out how to work her blog (AS IF!), but I wanted to answer these questions.
- What do you want to know about the future?
- What does your last text message say?
- Are you a good driver?
- What scars do [...]
Whaaaaaaaaaaat?
Posted by: sparklepants on: April 21, 2007
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So last night we went to see the musical that Hodgmina is in. He warned us that it was horrible, terrible, SO BAD IT WILL BE PAINFUL TO WATCH. Painful to watch because I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD. But then again, maybe you have to have a 12-year-old boy’s sense of humor like we do. [...]
