Years ago I was employed as a social worker in a facility that I drive past nearly every day — often triggering various memories of my experience with the clients in said facility. The majority of these recollections mainly seem to focus on the clients who were diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder — most...
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So I was having a Snapple on a typical evening at work in the gallery when a gaggle of shrieking teenage girls walked in — disturbing my once-peaceful Snapple fact (there are more chickens in the world than people) bliss. The intrusive pack consisted of five girls, each equally loud and all sharing the...
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Ever have one of those days when all you want is a simple diet coke so you walk down to the lobby of your apartment building with seventy-five cents in hand only to find that the vending machine is out of diet coke — but, you still really want one and remember that there...
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This is in no way intended to be any sort of review, but rather me sharing my (somewhat hazy, angry, delirious, confused, sleepy, angry again) experience with the movie Willie And Phil. It was a night not unlike most nights where I found myself unable to sleep and searching for distractions on my tiny...
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A car, particularly one traveling at high speeds on the highway, is a terrible place to attempt to terminate a long term relationship. Many years ago I was attending a Halloween party with my boyfriend, Garp. Now, as I have learned, there are good parties (like my fifth birthday party — there were ponies and a...
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Divorce is a drag. Even if you think, “no It’s fine, I will just have a breezy/fun dissolution of marriage”, it rarely works out that way (and sometimes sharp weapons are wielded and eggplants are thrown). I have been divorced now for a few years and the memory of it has dulled a bit, but...
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Though I have lived in my apartment for a few years now, it basically looks like I just moved in a few hours ago. I have kept the space very minimal with the logical thought of it being a temporary place of residence; the fewer things I have in it, the fewer things I...
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Well, I just got off the phone with my brother and he concluded our conversation by saying, “All right, go write one of your fancy stories” — so, I am doing just that. It has been an interesting and full week for me. I just returned from an eight day vacation were some friends...
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Hey all, Anne is on vacation this week, so this is a reprint of one of her favorite columns. Enjoy! I happened to catch a clip of a classic Italian variety show circa 1960-ish while dining out recently. It was one featuring Mina Mazzini, a popular singer who was basically the Italian version of...
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I spoke with both of my parents on the phone yesterday, which is incredibly rare as I have a mild to moderate telephone phobia (I freeze and stare at the phone until it stops ringing or, in the case of a land line, break into a trot and flee the premises immediately) that often...
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