I quit Facebook this morning. I can hear my friend, T, sing-songing, “I told you so…”. Once again I found myself trying to have a social life with people online and it failed. First it was Ravelry where I found myself with online “friends” without looking for them. That ended badly. It ended when after [...]
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i quit, again
Posted in UN-recommendation, angst, family, gadgets, hell in a handbasket, insecurities, nostalgia, photographs, realizations, recommendations on October 20, 2008 | 4 Comments »
hoping the Mayan calendar is correct
Posted in angst, hell in a handbasket, insecurities on September 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
This is how one is prepared for the eventual, mind-blowing event of death or transition: create an earthly situation in which the state of things are so bad that one actually begins to hope for The End. Prophesy theories have always made me break out in to a cold sweat. Whether it’s the Mayan calendar’s [...]


