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Monthly Archives: July 2009
simply put
I don’t get jazz. Or symbolism. I’m not fancy. I went to a friends play the other night. She was wonderful. I had a good time, but I knew I was missing something. Something else was going on. The greek style chorus of three women in white represented… something. The stories, told, but not finished meant… something. Sometimes I feel like Charlie Gordon in the end of “Flowers for Algernon”. I know I should know something, but I just can’t … Continue reading
shotgun dating
There’s a very handsome man who lives on my block. He’s always trying to start a conversation, flirting with me when ever I pass by, three or four times in the last two weeks. Today’s my birthday. I thought I’d flirt back. I knew within a few sentences that Sam had no idea he’d ever seen me before.
setting the angel free
I have a Chinese tattoo that loosely translates to “The end of Crisis is the beginning of Opportunity“. I think that’s what it says. It may be “I take dangerous risks but I’m a very lucky girl.” It all depends who you ask.