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Contradictions of persona(lity)

The world will know and understand me someday. But if that day does not arrive, it does not greatly matter. ~ George Sand July 1 is the birthday of writer George Sand. I would not have known this save for … Continue reading

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Tell me lies, lies, lies… sweet little lies.

When I was a little girl I used to tell lies. Little, stupid ones. I suppose they are called white lies, for whatever reason. I don’t remember why I did it, only that I was always eventually exposed and embarrassed. I … Continue reading

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Of baseball and a couple other things I have loved, and not.

The world is made for people who aren’t cursed with self awareness.  I love sports. For real, I do. People who know me, know this already. [I am not one of these girls.] I love the thrill of competition, I … Continue reading

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Living life like a TFLN.

(540): Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good. I’m going to go out on a limb here and declare that embarrassing moments happen to everyone. If … Continue reading

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I hate the Buffalo Exchange. Like, totally.

This is a public service announcement. With guitar! Know your rights – all three of them. I live upstairs from a Buffalo Exchange. This has turned out to be the only shitty thing about my living situation for the last … Continue reading

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What not to do on a date. If you want another date, anyhow.

Alright, let’s face it, I am hardly any expert on this, and I appreciate that dating is hard. And frustrating. And often awkward. Even downright tedious. This is probably why I don’t really date and therefore lack expertise on the … Continue reading

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