Monday, December 29, 2003
Finally finished the paper. I changed the topic to discuss dystopias. Fighting Wally Disney was just too innundating. And also, I had this weird feeling that if I say anything bad about the Mouse, a bunch of large men carrying violin cases will knock on my door to have a serious discussion about Chubby Tink. […]
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Saturday, December 27, 2003
Once again, I’m avoiding my paper. I’ve done everything instead of writing it today. I have my normal onset-of-cold-weather bronchitis, therefore it’s a perfect excuse to curl up in my computer chair, sip water and lemon juice and poke out my ten to twenty page essay (oh, who are we fooling? It will be exactly […]
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Friday, December 26, 2003
I should be writing an academic paper for my grad school applications, and yet here I sit about to tell you about my life. Although, it could be argued that there is nothing really academic about my choice of topics (the elimination of the mother figure in Disney movies), and probably nothing remotely unique either, […]
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Tuesday, December 23, 2003
There’s no snow here yet. I’m bumming. My headache has been lingering since my last entry. I made the mistake of playing Carol of the Bells and when my right temple pulsed searing pain every time the piano keys roamed above middle C, I realized that I probably had a baby migraine. Certainly having a […]
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Thursday, December 18, 2003
I am so very tired today. Seriously, y’all, I’m not even kidding. I am fantasizing about working somewhere in a large city because chances are that I could walk down the street from my building, wander into a Starbucks and then mainline espresso until my head stops weighing four hundred pounds. Forget dark circles under […]
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Wednesday, December 17, 2003
Two weeks and seven years ago, Esteban and I closed on our house. We were both very excited to be finished with the arduous process that had taken six months and involved looking at over 70 houses before we finally hit gold with our little white 4-bedroom bungalow. And even though we had to buy […]
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Sunday, December 14, 2003
Last night, Joel had his yearly holiday party, which is for all intents and purposes THE social event of the season for our circle of friends. I wore a black velvet dress that showed too much cleavage, the Boots, my princess cut diamond earrings and a smokey crystal necklace that had belonged to my great […]
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Wednesday, December 10, 2003
I’ve just spent five minutes yelling at my husband. It didn’t really start out that way. Of course, it never is supposed to end up that way. On my drive home from school, through rain that is supposed to turn into sleet which will then turn into forty two inches of snow, I thought about […]
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Thursday, December 4, 2003
Once upon a time, we were ancient. We were Vikings, set out to explore a new land. He was Gunther and I was Torvald and we had a love unrealized by other Vikings, but we had to keep it a secret, because we were at sea in a very small boat and tempers flared at […]
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Tuesday, December 2, 2003
I don’t like people some days. I, in case you cannot tell from the above sentence, am cranky. Crabby McGrouchypants, that’s me. It, of course, doesn’t help that I am all female and yucky feeling and losing what is arguably the very fluid of life at a rate that might just be, oh, forty gallons […]
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