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Archive for November, 2008

No Shit

The truth about single moms I cannot read the comments of readers of the G&M. Makes my blood boil and I want to hunt down every right-winger and give them a swift kick in the ass. Education key to quality time for single moms, researchers say I am terribly, terribly lucky to have gotten my [...]

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At least I know I can write a good CL posting, even if nothing comes of it. I am not close to your age (15 older) but just wanted to say that you wrote probably the most well thought out and intelligent bits I have come across on this demented site. I wish you all [...]

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Bad Mummy: a closet organizer a clean car (seriously, the coffee stain on the front seat is about 3 yrs old) framing of the rooster painting from Cuba The Mook:(well, this is what she’s getting. Thankfully, she’s still at an age where she’ll take what she gets) Bozo the Clown a kick-ass decal for her [...]

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I can’t help but think that part of this evil virus that I can’t shake it is some sort of emotional build-up. All the ugliness and the inability to cry has, I think, gotten backed up in my system. My body is sore, my cough is painful, my throat – as of this morning – [...]

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So, it’s Friday. The Mook splits her time between The Former Mister and I. So, I dropped her off at skool this morning and her dad picked her up after skool. She’ll be with him until next Friday, when he’ll drop her off at skool and I’ll pick her up at the end of the [...]

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I’m not ready. I don’t think I’m ever ready for winter. Which is unfortunate, because I live in Toronto and not, say, Havana. Winter means: the holiday with the Santa. BUY! BUY! EXCESS! EXCESS! Count me out. My parents have requested no gifts this year. I’m happy to oblige, tho The Mook and I will [...]

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When I can’t get The Mook to listen or do what I’m asking, I am just driven to… Distraction? Insanity? No. How about “to complete and utter frustration that makes me yell and want to tear my hair out and makes me understand why people hit their children”. Yes, I just admitted to that. In [...]

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This was my evening yesterday. I’m still gritting my teeth with anger. Zed, reappeared on my Google Chat list, without warning and attempted to pick up where we left off. No apologies for cutting off contact at the first hint of the universe being somewhat unkind. But a random mention of getting together for sex. [...]

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Wordless Wednesday

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I revealed to him what was behind my eyes, behind my smile. Really, it’s a smirk. I am terribly amused at hearing lines that hint at some sort of emotional connection. I know better. I’ve heard this bullshit before. I’ve been disappointed too many times. I told him that while random sex is all fun [...]

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