Monthly Archives: October 2015

taking the boots out

this is the kind of day i’m having… yelling at the cat (who is less than a year old and therefore very much kitten-like) for chewing the fingers off my favorite finger puppet. (yes, i have a favorite finger puppet … Continue reading

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confessions relevant now

confession: peach detox tea tastes nothing like peaches. peach detox tea tastes like dusty wind and 90% humidity. confession: i have a stomach that refuses to digest food and alcohol at the same time. when i drink, i can’t eat. … Continue reading

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confessions of procrastinating

confession: i was sitting, procrastinating, looking for music to inspire me, finding it, getting out of my chair and dancing, extended solo-dance-party procrastinating. i was supposed to be writing. i was supposed to be editing the first draft and writing … Continue reading

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conversation snippets from acl festival

immediately after entry… him: what were they patting us down for? me: guns. him: how’d you know that? me: we’re in texas. they patted me down for a bra holster. 45 seconds later… him: there’s no line at the beer … Continue reading

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confessions of cutting and a pedicure

confession: every year i forget how bad this week feels until i’m in it. ptsd triggers are tricky switches. there are days on the calendar that are ptsd triggers for me and i forget how badly the birthday-week days affect … Continue reading

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confessions of dead people and paris

confession: if i could be anywhere in the world today, i’d be in cape cod. if i could be in cape cod with anyone in the world, i’d pick my girl best friend and her spirit brother and we’d eat … Continue reading

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