it was nearly midnight when i crawled into bed, aching from hours at the computer, wanting sleep but too wired from the day and the heat. the window was open and the air felt finally cool. just then, a bird began to sing the most beautiful music. but it was midnight. birds don’t sing at [...]
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23 Jun 2003What is it that makes some people think that torture is funny? I never could understand that. My uncles used to think that tickling me until I peed my pants was hilarious. By the time my first husband started digging his fingers into my ribs, I learned to stop laughing by simply hating him. Liz‘s [...]
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20 Jun 2003My son, the writer, has outdone himself with an uber awesome story. Enjoy. The Best Story. Evar. by Robby Ok, so this is like, a story, right? Right. In this story, there are like 3 people. But not just the 3, because there might be 4, possibly 5. Because like, I haven’t thought this all [...]
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15 Jun 2003So, yeah. New design coming. Or maybe old one. We’ll see.
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14 Jun 2003Frankly, I had given up. I didn’t think I would ever get this domain out of limbo. Some people have more domains than you can shake a stick at. I can understand that; it’s fun. I’ve had a few myself, but the problem always came down to content. What do you put under that lovely, [...]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.