simply put

Posted on July 27, 2009 by the jodi

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 grab it. Even there, one of my favorites, I missed the ethical theme — I was busy with the story, busy letting it break my heart.   Continue reading →

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shotgun dating

Posted on July 24, 2009 by the jodi

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. Continue reading →

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setting the angel free

Posted on July 17, 2009 by the jodi

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.     Continue reading →

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