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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: Possibility
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C U Next Tuesday. Monday, January 19, 2009. I think that I was born with a love song stuck in my head. Intense, moving, a wishing well of tears and a relaxing falling into something that only looks crafted, but is actually natural. Of course, when it's good, it can stay in a soul's memory for a lifetime. Breathing with a life of its own. Sometimes, I find myself singing along without even realizing it. January 20, 2009 at 9:23 PM. You have an amazing way with words. January 20, 2009 at 11:44 PM. Random T...
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: What's that word I'm looking for...?
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C U Next Tuesday. Saturday, January 24, 2009. What's that word I'm looking for? This just makes me laugh. Nicholas and Emma M. January 24, 2009 at 10:14 PM. Adorable, precious, bewildered, terrified, yikes! Or"Momma, I dropped the baby, I don't know why? January 24, 2009 at 10:27 PM. Lol, it's not MY baby.it's his dad's. January 24, 2009 at 10:47 PM. Oh, well, in that case the word you're looking for is, Hallelujah! That isn't my new baby, and I still have my figure! January 24, 2009 at 10:51 PM. I liked...
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Days of Languor: Whisper your gender and hope for the best
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Tuesday, October 25, 2011. Whisper your gender and hope for the best. I completed my time at MEPS and I'm happy to report I am now in the Delayed Entry Program (DEP) of the military, Air Force branch. So, please, dear God, please just give me a break and let me get an Intelligence job in the Air Force. Even if I end up hating it, I would appreciate it. I just didn't like him and thought there was no point mentioning him in my journal because what we had wasn't real and never would be. Was I wrong? Rather...
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: I don't know what it's called...
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C U Next Tuesday. Monday, February 9, 2009. I don't know what it's called. I've started this sentence at least twenty times and I erase it because it's not working. I hear cliches and voices in my head saying, "oh, no, don't say that out loud.". So, what do I know? The short version (maybe, maybe not):. 1 I let myself be taken advantage of, I chose to go there (let's be clear, he said he wanted me there but he didn't make me go), while I let my quest for answers and my fear get the better of me. 8 I'm st...
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: Me and My Box
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C U Next Tuesday. Sunday, January 25, 2009. Me and My Box. Things that don't suck today:. I did drive in a rectangle. I panicked, but luckily for me, there really are some understanding people in this world. I'm going to try again in a week and actually I feel much better about it. Oh, my pretty Valentine. I've decided to make a homemade Valentine because Hallmark didn't carry my sentiment. I know, I'm such a girl. Falling off a steep cliff. Effort doesn't start with an A. That seems like A LOT of coffee.
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: My welcome what?
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C U Next Tuesday. Thursday, January 15, 2009. I'm kind of in the mood for a plastic fork to the eye.mine, someone else's, no matter, it's all the same. January 15, 2009 at 7:11 PM. Okay, got two plastic forks here. One for you, and one for me. They're the black sturdy kind. No flimsy plastic fork, thank you. Now, the question becomes, who stabs who first? January 15, 2009 at 8:39 PM. You can go first, it's been a long day. January 15, 2009 at 11:30 PM. January 16, 2009 at 10:18 PM. Does it come with wine?
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: March 2009
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C U Next Tuesday. Sunday, March 22, 2009. Let's skip the argument and just get undressed. If you're not saying what you mean, you probably don't mean what you say. Someone told me once (or twice, or eleven times) that I was "a little TOO honest". While I've never forgotten that, I've never really cared much either. It is interesting though how uncomfortable true honesty can make some people. For being honest, I've been called a (insert whatever you want here). But where's the line? But do they really?
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: April 2009
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C U Next Tuesday. Sunday, April 26, 2009. Where, oh where? Having a real life now brings both the good and the bad, and it's the bad that makes me miss her the most. I'm the muse now, a fact that's bringing me both happiness and just a tiny bit of fear. Is it strange that I'm having trouble writing it now that it's all real life and not some blend of life and fantasy? There's got to be some kind of balance, I still see the fantasy in my poetry. I just haven't quite found it yet. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: Let's skip the argument and just get undressed.
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C U Next Tuesday. Sunday, March 22, 2009. Let's skip the argument and just get undressed. If you're not saying what you mean, you probably don't mean what you say. Someone told me once (or twice, or eleven times) that I was "a little TOO honest". While I've never forgotten that, I've never really cared much either. It is interesting though how uncomfortable true honesty can make some people. For being honest, I've been called a (insert whatever you want here). But where's the line? But do they really?
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R.I.P. StupidWorkGirl: January 2009
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C U Next Tuesday. Sunday, January 25, 2009. Me and My Box. Things that don't suck today:. I did drive in a rectangle. I panicked, but luckily for me, there really are some understanding people in this world. I'm going to try again in a week and actually I feel much better about it. Oh, my pretty Valentine. I've decided to make a homemade Valentine because Hallmark didn't carry my sentiment. I know, I'm such a girl. Falling off a steep cliff. Effort doesn't start with an A. That seems like A LOT of coffee.
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