February 2013
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November 2012
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How to Pick Your Right Girl →
nevver:
She is attractive, of course, but is that her chief asset? (Try to imagine her ten years from today.)
Do you want her because she is popular–because other men have wanted her? (Don’t be a copy-cat!)
Could you spend seven consecutive evenings in her company without being bored? (If the answer is affirmative, it is a good sign.)
Do you have similar tastes in most things?
Is she a...
December 2011
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Reflections
They are coming.
November 2011
6 posts
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love
oft over used, the word, not the lifestyle,
because to love, it must take your all, it is living, to love, there is no substitute,
if you love, than you live, else you try to love, you try to live,
there are distractions, many they are, but there are no substitutes, for true love,
for life, to remember before you were born, and after you died,
to remember what it’s like to love when you...
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writers block
writers block (or is it writer’s block?). Some say it exists, some say it doesn’t, but when I’m trying to finish co writing a novel, rewrite my most recent, start something for nanowrimo (won’t happen), write sweet things to my sweetie, tumble and finish my application, somewhere in between, my mind sort of fizzles, and I can’t think anymore. I need to let my mind...
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October 2011
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Pizza and TV
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Cheap pizza. Salad. Cheap Wine. Good TV.
I don’t know if that’s a step up from:
Cheap pizza. Doritos.** Cheap beer. Video Games.
Probably not. But both have their place. Maybe it’s the health consciousness (not really), maybe it’s growing up (pretty much). Maybe, as far as lazy Friday nights with the cousin go, (he’s the health conscious one) - (I’m the,...
Absent so soon...
Just when I started this up, I went away for a short while.
When expectations are turned around so quickly, so fervently, I wonder what is to be like this all the time. Can the unexpected be the expected? Will it lose its flavor?
I arrived home, tired after a long week. I had picked up a bottle of wine, a baguette and some good salami for a date transmuted through thousands of miles....
In progress-
Since this blog is more reflective, somewhere between a blurb and a daily log, hence, I’m writing, what they call a lurb. I intend to be a good lurber, updating whoever, whatever I am at that moment. It could be stories that happened in my life, or just made up stories. You will never know (it’ll be obvious).
Who I am and where I am going OR I am who and where am I going?
-Mid...
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