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You still reading this? I am 5'1" and I weigh 112 pounds. This is the smallest I have been since.shit.I don't even know. High school? I lost a solid 50 pounds in just over a year. For real. Without TrimSpa or crystal meth or vomiting. Just by burning more than I consume. And I consume a lot of whiskey. People's reactions vary. Some people are genuinely excited for me. Most people say something like, "Well, you were always beautiful. Now? Well Shit. I can't even explain it.". It's a party over there.
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Reading is FUN-da-MENTAL Part Deux. So, I am having some book issues right now. You know when you are reading a book that you love so much you think about it when you're not reading? You're wondering what's going on with the characters. You quote things they say or talk about motifs and themes. Yeah, well, that's not happening for me right now. I'm reading three books that are so enthralling to me that I can't even name the authors. The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay. Sex, Lies and Cocoa Puffs. POETS WH...
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You Fall Apart Again. . . De ni al [di-nahy-uhl] noun. 1 an assertion that something said, believed, alleged, etc., is false: Despite his denials, we knew he had taken the purse. The politician issued a denial of his opponent's charges. 2 refusal to believe a doctrine, theory, or the like. 3 disbelief in the existence or reality of a thing. 4 the refusal to satisfy a claim, request, desire, etc., or the refusal of a person making it. 7 sacrifice of one's own wants or needs; self-denial. I bring these exa...
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The Privilege of Guilt. During the 1980's, I became conscious of my place in the scheme of the world because of a concert called, "Live Aid." I was 9 1/2 in the summer of 1985 - all big teeth and hair that never quite curled into the wispy tendrils of the dainty Ogilvy home perm box model. Hair defiantly cartwheeled in dark red curls on her head and she easily slithered in her painted-on paisley pants. It was the first time I remember feeling impotent and terrified about something so far from me - ruthle...
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Originally uploaded by Miss Hag. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo to you, Miss Amanda! Miss Marisol posted at 8:11 PM *. Posted by Miss Marisol @ 8:11 PM. Manhattan, New York, United States. As only New Yorkers know, If you can get through the twilight, You'll live through the night." - Dorothy Parker. Not Quite 100 Things About Me. Last Girl on Earth. Not A Ham Sandwich. Notes from an exile. Sticking to the Point. 4 Kids,Mom and Dad. Citizen of the Month. In Ordinary Adventure.*. Matt's Bit of Space. Out in the woods.
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Who's Afraid of Vagina Wolves? I cannot recall when and where I was when I first read Virginia Woolf's consummately wise words, "A woman must have money and a room of her own [if she is to write fiction]." But, the sentiment of this oft-quoted statement has informed my being ever since. I know you know how it gets. Creative people need a space to get a little crazy. That's why you have a blog, right? Click the picture for a sneak peek. . . Miss Marisol posted at 2:19 PM *. Posted by Miss Marisol @ 2:19 PM.
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Godspeed, baby. . . Miss Marisol posted at 9:40 AM *. Posted by Miss Marisol @ 9:40 AM. Manhattan, New York, United States. As only New Yorkers know, If you can get through the twilight, You'll live through the night." - Dorothy Parker. Not Quite 100 Things About Me. Last Girl on Earth. Not A Ham Sandwich. Notes from an exile. Sticking to the Point. 4 Kids,Mom and Dad. Citizen of the Month. In Ordinary Adventure.*. Matt's Bit of Space. One child left behind. Pink is the new blog. My Life in Retrospect.
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Something Funny Happened On the Way to the Theatre . . . Yesterday, I went to meet Betsey and Patrick to see an off-Broadway show about a family band that is really a family and a band. It's called Cecilia in the Living Room. And it was a great show. I walked to the theatre because it is only 15 blocks from my apartment. At the beginning of the walk, there was a light mist falling that turned into an all-out rain within 7 blocks. Needless to say, I got a wee bit dampened. Bra-less-ness can be . . . That ...
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I Can't See. How Blind Can He Be? Day 60.365 - I Can't See. How Blind Can He Be? Originally uploaded by Miss Hag. Anjalee visited Mister g8s and I while we were bartending last Saturday. She commented to me that I looked so serious and sad in my Flickr photos which is basically the opposite of how I appear in reality. Click to read more. . . Miss Marisol posted at 5:48 PM *. Posted by Miss Marisol @ 5:48 PM. Manhattan, New York, United States. Not Quite 100 Things About Me. Last Girl on Earth. This city ...
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The Slow Tragic Demise of Pollyanna. Letter Sent to the Restaurant. Where I am Painstakingly Employed. August 20, 2005. To Whom It May Concern:. Your loyal patron,. She sent me $10.00 with this letter! A Conversation Between Two Voices In My Head. Cocaine Girl: "Remember when you first moved to New York and every day was full of adventure? Every person you met filled you with inspiration and hope? Quaalude Lady: "Vaguely.". CG: "Whatever happened to that girl? CG: "But, it's true. You used to call g8s.