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my notebook

I am by necessity a very organised person.

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i feel insular, inside out, separated sock. letters scroll past, squeezing my insides, sharp consonants around lungs. soft vowels around hearts. there’s some kind of feeling in here. some kind of overly, self-critical-analysis. that tears through the blue. and there’s some kind of gratitude. but it’s laced with, something incapacitating, pulled tight, stretched taut, strummed […]

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In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled. ~Paul Eldridge

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the book

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endings and beginnings

In honour of our month of blogging inspired by Mary Schmich’s Commencement Speech of 1997,  Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young  it was decided that a fitting way to end our journey-of-torture-and-pain would be to write our own commencement speech. (Well… it seemed like a good idea at the time…)   So Ladies and Gentlemen, […]

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Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth. – Mary Schmich       When […]

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combing

Don’t mess too much with your hair or by the time you’re 40 it will look 85. -Mary Schmich     The regular walked in and for the first time she was wearing a happy-coloured head scarf.  Coffee’s on me today, I told her. Decaf right? *** I only ever fancied men with dark, dark hair, but Legolas […]

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Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you’ll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out. –Mary Schmich     For the past couple of years my son has begged during the Christmas hols to work at my café so that he […]

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Respect your elders. -Mary Schmich   1979  She sat very quiet. Some might say as quiet as a mouse, although really she was more of a chameleon. Merging with the beige couch, her little knees together, back straight, eyes looking, but absolutely no speaking.  When it was time for dinner she was beckoned to join the […]

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the truth is down there

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. –Mary Schmich You probably all think the only truth that can be counted on is death. Right? Bollocks! […]

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