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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: September 2008
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Monday, September 15, 2008. Resurgence. For now, anyway. Starbucks The Way I See It #286. Hypocrisy is annoying, but not evil. Someone who says one thing and does another has doubled their chances of being half right. Penn Jillette, Magician. According to this, I’m annoying but not evil. I said one thing and did another, that is, I said I’d be back a long time ago. I didn’t do that. Instead, to sum it up as quickly as possible without turning this into a rant, it went more like this:. My father was sick.
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: January 2009
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Monday, January 12, 2009. A New Year's message to You, to You. I’ve been away for a lot longer than I thought I would be, than I said I would be and so forth, and while I’m super tempted to apologize and say that things will be better from here on in, I’ll write more regularly (and so forth), I don’t have to this time. And, a question. Have you ever asked this of yourself: “What am I worth? Before I could be old enough to ask myself this question and truly ponder on it, it was asked of me. It was during ...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: March 2008
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Monday, March 17, 2008. The Floating Book Club. Thanks so much for all your kind comments! After the Easter holidays I plan to get into things, full swing, starting with some much overdue pictures of my almost fully decorated loft. But for now, there's one more thing I'd like to share with you. I've gone on and started a new blog. I'm not abandoning this space, never fear, and it's not another blog of wall-to-wall writing; it's actually a book club. Http:/ www.thefloatingbookclub.blogspot.com. Before I g...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl
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Tuesday, February 03, 2009. I don’t eat candy. I don’t eat chips or other junk foods, not all that much. A handful of times per year, tops. I never drink soda, except ginger ale when I’m sick. I almost never eat takeout food, and no delivery man knows me by name. I can’t stand breaded foods, and ixnay on anything deep fried. Good yes, trans fats no. I try as hard as the next girl to put only the best things in my body. So all that said, why the hell am I still fat? With Love, Fat Girl. The body is a fick...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: October 2008
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Wednesday, October 01, 2008. 100% Real Juice: Becoming Jane. Okay, one more quote and then I’ll get back to the real world of writing, promise. Starring the ethereally gorgeous, my-eyes-are-freakishly-large Anne Hathaway and that delish piece of Scots man candy James McAvoy, is a historically inaccurate tale of the beginnings of Jane Austen as a writer, and of her first, apparently only, real love. It’s hard enough to be a woman nowadays; I can’t even begin to imagine what it was like back th...Almost In...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: 100% Real Juice: Becoming Jane
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Wednesday, October 01, 2008. 100% Real Juice: Becoming Jane. Okay, one more quote and then I’ll get back to the real world of writing, promise. Starring the ethereally gorgeous, my-eyes-are-freakishly-large Anne Hathaway and that delish piece of Scots man candy James McAvoy, is a historically inaccurate tale of the beginnings of Jane Austen as a writer, and of her first, apparently only, real love. It’s hard enough to be a woman nowadays; I can’t even begin to imagine what it was like back th...I haven't...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: October 2007
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Friday, October 19, 2007. Aaaand my camera is really broken. Dead. Caput. Figures. I'll have to borrow Sandy's camera to do this, and that'll be after a week or so. Why? Because in a few hours, we're packing up into Joey and heading on a road trip. Everyone gets three guesses as to where I'm going, and the winner receives a prize! Unless you already knew, in which case, sit back and smile while everyone guesses away). Booyah. I love you all, very much in fact, and will alert you upon my return. I was in ...
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: December 2007
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Monday, December 10, 2007. Scene: a classroom at your local community college. Event: Culinary Math. Even chefs can’t escape numbers. Reason: Work, for me. There’s an hour of class time left, but most of the students have filtered out in favour of hallway gossip and smokes outside. There are only five people left in the room: Me, my student Brian, a boy with a permanent open-mouthed gape, a girl in kitchen pants, and the instructor, a fast food chain owner shaped like a big eggplant. With Love, Fat Girl.
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: November 2007
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Thursday, November 29, 2007. It didn’t take us long to pack and hightail out of our room at the Red Knight Motel. We were scared that if we looked in the closet again with alert and sober eyes, the dead hooker really would be there. It was even quicker for us to check out, and ixnay the free continental breakfast. Axle grease coffee, day old bread and dispensable fruit loops in curdled milk just aren’t our scene. Food snobs, remember? We were still into our coffee when Sandy poked me in the ribs and said,.
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Memoirs of a Fat Girl: August 2011
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Monday, August 22, 2011. Okay, we all knew - myself included - that I wouldn't make the deadline. Pooh. Then again, we all know - especially me - that I don't break my word on matters like this, and resurgence is inevitable. The greatest of thanks to those of you who have stuck through this journey, the best is yet to come! And very, very soon at that. With Love, Fat Girl. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Day in the Life of a Terrible Mother. Almost Interesting Musings on Life.