From the monthly archives:

September 2009

On Admitting Mortality

September 18, 2009

The first time I woke up and could not move or speak was indisputably the scariest moment of my life. I’ve experienced things that would have any person’s heart pounding out of their chest; looked down the barrel of a gun, into the eyes of someone intent on hurting me badly with nothing between us, [...]

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Proof My Husband Loves Me

September 14, 2009

For your voyeuristic pleasure, a recent marital conversation.
Me: If anything ever happens to me I changed some of our passwords to [xyz].
The Huz: If you die I’ll just have [IT Guy Friend] hack the accounts I need.
Me: Who said I was dying? I said if anything ever happens to me. Like I [...]

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On Budding Voices

September 10, 2009

The things you learn about the people around you when you open your mouth politically and what comes out does not jive with what is in their head has been written about extensively, the blogosphere over. The threats and the name calling. The discontinued contact with “friends”, the disclusion from groups and inside jokes that [...]

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After the Rain

September 9, 2009

I get bored. Easily. And, all things considered, relatively often. Hobbies, jobs, home decor, clothing, food, locations, past times. In all things I eventually become uninterested.
I used to think there was something wrong with me. Something fundamental. A marble missing, a screw loose, a wire not quite properly connected. I’m not ruling any of [...]

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It’s NaBloPoMo

September 5, 2009

Every year I forget — don’t find out, am out of the loop, living under a rock; you decide — that NaBloPoMo even exists. And then sometime around the end of the month I run across the mention of it and I am both pissed off and a little bit relieved that I missed it. [...]

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Blackberry. Bane of Productivity.

September 4, 2009

Hello, my name is Diana and I’m a crackberry addict. I go nowhere without my blackberry. My blackberry goes nowhere without me. Every date, every note, every thing I must accomplish is stored in that one, small, shiny, scratched and incredibly fickle electronic device.
In many ways the blackberry I so love has made my life [...]

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