Old journal entry: on moving on

     Cynicism once taught me that relationships can only give you anything but good stuff. Exhausted tear ducts that cause emotional baggage evident in bulging eye maletas. Prescription drugs (abused or misused) to lessen anxiety attacks. Beer belly. Petitions to close down radio stations that play all those not-so-mainstream songs…

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falling in love in a coffee shop

I woke up at silly hour this morning with a massive headache following last night’s shenanigans for a colleague’s leaving do. I couldn’t get back to sleep and I’m out of coffee and painkillers so I painfully faffed about til my yawns finally got the better of me. Thirty minutes…

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A case of the ex (this is not a book review)

I used to read a lot but these days, I’ve lost time (and perhaps a bit of interest) to do so. I’ve finished 1/10 so I’ve got seven months to finish nine more. I didn’t want anything too intense for my first book so I chose Jane Moore’s The Second Wives…

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Teenage Dream

The parentals at a wedding My parents never had the perfect relationship and I don’t think they’ll ever do. However, when they let down their defenses, they actually do act like teenagers going bonkers with puppy love. Oh and yes – they were high school sweethearts. Back when I was…

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OLD JOURNAL ENTRY: The one-day crush

You remember spending one whole day with him three semesters ago, when you both were assigned officials for the college volleyball games. During time-outs you talked about loads of things – he said he thought you were only 16 (you were 17 then), you said he should stick with his…

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