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Monthly Archives: October 2006
Thoughts on Advil
There is a bottle of Advil in my medicine cabinet that my last roommate left behind. I would never have bought it for myself. I feel like name brand painkillers are a gross indulgence when a larger sized bottle of … Continue reading
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Swimming in soup and other bits
My favorite six-month-old in the world took a half hour nap on my chest yesterday afternoon while I drank tea with her mom and another friend. 18 people had dinner in my apartment last night. This afternoon a vendor at … Continue reading
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At the table with my insecurities
Last night, in the space between sleep and awake I had a moment of lucid imagination. I saw myself walking into a room of women. One woman had a stomach that stuck a good three feet out in front of … Continue reading
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Getting Rid
There is a little thrift shop near my apartment building that is only open on weekdays, between the hours of 10 am and 3:30 pm. When I was younger and we’d come to Philly on vacations, my mom would often … Continue reading
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Driving in the fog
When I was in high school, I often found myself driving home at night in rainy, foggy weather. One of my favorite parts of those drives would be when I would have to cross the Fremont Bridge from the east … Continue reading
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Hording rubberbands and other confessions
In some ways, I am like one of the little Jewish grandmothers who cluster in the lobby of my apartment building between the hours of 10:30 am and 2:45 pm, chatting with each other while their walkers are parked a … Continue reading
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Random Friday–Original Music
It’s Friday. Time for an random collection of music, gathered from the dusty corners of my music collection, for your edification. So, set your pod a’shufflin’ and report back the first ten songs. No excuses, no exceptions. 1. Original Music … Continue reading
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Past Me/Future Me
Today I got an email from myself that I wrote a year ago. I had totally forgotten that I had written a note and left it at futureme.org, for future delivery. But it was a treat to receive it, and … Continue reading
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The sticky stuckness of being me
I have spent much time over the last couple of weeks crowing to friends, family and anyone else who would listen how happy I am these days. How well school is going. How my writing is just flowing and that … Continue reading
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One fall day
I just hung up the phone. The window above the couch is open a tiny crack, enough to let in a wisp of cool air, but not much noise. If I concentrate, I can make the consistent distant sounds of … Continue reading
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