Despite the Cheap beer. Meals For Two. Drinks Included. £5. “It’s strange that place. They’re all skinny and Russian looking. I couldn’t find a sweet shop one.” Then there’s the stumpy beggars… “It’s horrible. They make you feel so guilty. You just keep going to the cash machine.” An old lady grew fruit up in
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I like to ponder the human condition and finish the unfinishables. At least that’s what GradSpot reckons. The new life-after-college website wants to help you build a sexier library. “25 Books That Look Good and Read Even Better” is presented in a five-set: revisiting the reading list, intellectualism, dwelling on the human condition, NYT best
You’ve seen it in movies. Maybe even lived through something similar yourself. Girl brings home suitor. Father tries to frighten suitor. For real or for jest. With harsh words. An intimidating stare. Pa used arms the size of tree trunks and a highly arched brow. A friend’s dad employed over the counter drug tests. “Here.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure that it will kill you too, but there will be
I sometimes turn the comments off because, quite frankly, the spam is killing me. Even with the filter. I’ll go crazy if I read another ad for Xanax or Hot Young Teens. But please feel free to stop by and say hello, to drop me your thoughts on a post or to tell me how
Steph & Me See that freckle on the end of my nose? Well, it’s more of a mole really but I call it a freckle because ‘mole’ sounds ugly. When I was four my uncle use to tease me that it would keep growing as I grew. And that one day I’d look like the
We was spindly little things but we was strong. Us from back on the mountain. We worked like them town kids didn’t. Why we’d start before it even got light. Seemed like the middle of the night. I guess it was too. We’d work with the cows and the corn and the chickens and with
Continued… Last night after I realized it WAS Stephen sitting in my hall I locked myself in my bedroom and didn’t come out. He beat on the door and I kept thinking How did he find me and thought about crawling out the window. I didn’t and when Bella came home three hours later she
Continued… Holy. Freakin. ****. OK. Right. Here’s how I got here. Two months ago I answered an anonymous “Houseshare by University” ad I’d taken from an online accommodations bulletin. I’d never met the poster – Bella – before in my life. Never heard of her. Never knew a thing about her. It was all totally
Continued… I saw Peter yesterday and it was all very boring. I don’t know what I expected. He apologized for everything and said he’s glad we’ve been able to move on from that and remain friends. He values me that way. Whatever. What he should have said was this: I’ll mess around with you when
Continued… I tend to lose touch with friends when they move away. I don’t correspond well and I’m always caught up in too much drama to worry about anyone else. I know. It’s selfish. I’m working on it. Peter and I have been friends for a while. A short while…just over a year. But it’s
Continued… I went to the Job Center=Unemployment Office this morning because Eliza told me I should. They told me I’m not allowed to work and I said “What about Tony Blair and New Labour!” They said “What about him?” and that I should leave. I’ve done my homework. I know I’m legally entitled to part
