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Poli: March 2009
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Monday, March 02, 2009. One day my brother walked into the apartment with a wide smile on his face. Seeing as it was his birthday, it didn't strike me as particularly odd. Though, I admit he looked. giddy; akin to a tween schoolgirl after her first date with the class stud. As he'd never given me a reason to doubt his sexuality, I didn't immediately worry for my heels and makeup. In his hands he held a small bundle of rags. Which suddenly moved. Tell me it's not a rat. Use that as an. Back to the matter-.
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Poli: Ma petite
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Monday, March 02, 2009. One day my brother walked into the apartment with a wide smile on his face. Seeing as it was his birthday, it didn't strike me as particularly odd. Though, I admit he looked. giddy; akin to a tween schoolgirl after her first date with the class stud. As he'd never given me a reason to doubt his sexuality, I didn't immediately worry for my heels and makeup. In his hands he held a small bundle of rags. Which suddenly moved. Tell me it's not a rat. Use that as an. Back to the matter-.
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Poli: February 2008
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Thursday, February 14, 2008. Going there, getting there. El miércoles fue un día en general malo; era como si una gran sombra me abrumara de por sí, algo que debío de darme un pequeño insight. De qué esperar. O a lo mejor ya estaba predispuesta. Meh! Amanecí con mucho sueño; algo común ahora. Me siento cansada en la mañana y de plano agotada en la noche. Maybe I need to sleep? El caso es que ahí me tienen corriendo ( late, as usual. Rumbo a San Jerónimo, que me queda BIEN PINCHE LEJOS. No redituó en nada.
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Poli: Flat tire woes
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Tuesday, February 03, 2009. Para comenzar y dar contexto, cabe mencionar que antes de este peculiar incidente no había visto a mi queridísima Rous en al menos un mes. También vale aclarar que la señorita en cuestión y yo somos conocidas por que nos ocurren sucesos de otra manera inexplicables (mucho más frecuente a mí). Entonces, en típica lógica linear-matemática-improbable, Rose luck Poli luck: llanta ponchada. Así, como lo leen. Pero empecemos desde el principio, shall we? Pero soy yo niños.)-. Sólo p...
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Poli: October 2005
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005. Well I got my lasik surgery done. And it was no walk in soft, blissful meadows, either. Dijeron que no dolería, que la molestia sería mínima. Mintieron. Digo, no fue un dolor agonizante, nada como lo que sufriré cuando decida procrear, pero aún así,. I could feel the laser cutting into my eye! And my eyes burnt afterwards. Oh, my beautiful baby browns! What have I done to you? Which was freaking scary, not to mention painful. I must have managed to still. I know I say it ofte...
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Poli: February 2009
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Tuesday, February 03, 2009. Para comenzar y dar contexto, cabe mencionar que antes de este peculiar incidente no había visto a mi queridísima Rous en al menos un mes. También vale aclarar que la señorita en cuestión y yo somos conocidas por que nos ocurren sucesos de otra manera inexplicables (mucho más frecuente a mí). Entonces, en típica lógica linear-matemática-improbable, Rose luck Poli luck: llanta ponchada. Así, como lo leen. Pero empecemos desde el principio, shall we? Pero soy yo niños.)-. Sólo p...
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Poli: February 2011
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011. Musings of a Día de Reyes. This year, like virtually every one of my life as an "adult", I got the plastic baby in my family's Rosca de Reyes, and a lovely porcelain one from the office’s rosca. Lo and behold,. As I shakily sliced my bit of bread with sugar and fruit toppings, I nearly cut the feet off the baby (for some reason, it has undies on these days; it used to go commando). I have to admit that although for me it’s nothing like the Day of the Dead (which I revere...
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Poli: November 2006
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Friday, November 24, 2006. Mother asked me to go to bank the other day. It was sunday, she could go, but I was feeling complacent and agreed. I asked little Christian to go with me and, surprisingly, he actually did. The bank is not far away from our apartment; only a couple of blocks, though we have to cross a mayor avenue on the way. We put our coats on and walked there. It was a cold morning, enough to give a chill, but I didn't mind. The sky was a solid, light gray that was strangely comforting.
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Poli: November 2009
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Monday, November 30, 2009. Just to prove the joke telling disability is a family thing:. Entertain me, minion! So a jew and a catholic walk into a bar. Where's the rest of the joke? You are an awful minion. Ok, A black guy and a hispanic guy walk into a bar. And the bartender says. Get the fuck out! I think that was marginally better. What do you call a mexican baby's baptism? I told that joke at the Walmart.com job. It didn't go over very well with the hispanic moms. Er you're kidding, right?
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Poli: September 2005
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Thursday, September 15, 2005. I´m such a bitch. No puedo negarlo, simplemente lo soy. Conocí a un chavo, dulce, divertido, no guapo, pero he andado con peores (. I´ve had my baaaad moments. De la manera más estúpida posible, que debió de haberme servido como presagio para no. Entrarle al asunto. Una noche fuera con las niñas a un antro (. Palmeris suffered the painful affront to her ideals. Condujo a que Zaris conociera a su último ex (. She readily dumped him a few weeks into the relationship, as usual.
