Babble

I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.

A Week Left in the Semester!

Remember back when I started last fall I was all That first semester went great. Vacation was awesome. Bring on the new semester! Then I had surgery. And had to get Donte put together and out. And had all these things to do and no time to do it and still the homework kept coming. […]

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When @Literarygrrrl Met @KDSarge Over Iced Coffee

Because sometimes we have to toss the to-do list aside and follow a whim. Inspired by this conversation (read from the bottom up) Warnings: I do not actually know if @Literarygrrrl has mad Frisbee skillz. Also I rarely wear a scarf. ≈≈:=> Sitting alone at a table in a sidewalk café, @KDSarge tweeted “Paris beautiful,

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I Need a Bigger Rock

And then you all could hide under it with me. You would, right? We’d have s’mores. It’d be fun. …anyway. I’m stressed at work and keep falling behind on my homework and this story is not wanting to go. So I’m a bit rocky to start. When other things come along, like the %%$$$!! some

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At the End of My Rope, Tying a Knot

At the End of My Rope, Tying a Knot

…and hanging on by my teeth. I like to be busy. If you’ve been around at all, you know that! School, writing, work, kid, reading, learning…I want to do it all, and I want to do it now. Sometimes, though, that gets me in over my head. I’m a very changeable person, and also not

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oww…

oww...

My dentist is awesome. Knowledgeable, careful, compassionate–he even shares a name with my wonderful gentle doctor in the Dream’verse. However, there are things that must be done, and these are not gentle things no matter how good the dentist. And when I’m home and the novocaine has worn off… I’m gonna go read a book

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Don’t You Hate When…

Don't You Hate When...

You’ve been bashing away at something, poking and prodding and head-desking and you’re finally starting to get somewhere, and suddenly it’s bedtime? I hate that. I really, really, hate that. Like burning, I hate that. Sigh.

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