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Truth In Blogging: Some People Are Bitches

I’m not perfect. None of you are surprised to hear that, I know.  But my point is that not only am I not perfect, but I have no desire to appear perfect.  Not to you or anyone. There’s too much … Continue reading

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Words are for pussies.

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Communicating After Counseling

Sent at 10:16 AM on Friday Jared: Hey miss writer brittmariereints: miss writer? wha? are you mocking me? Jared: Don’t think to0 hard but no asking for help brittmariereints: oh ok Jared: tamieka is trying to write something for her … Continue reading

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Monetizing Pain

I spent my weekend at a conference about making money online. Correction. I spent half my weekend sitting in a conference about making money online thinking, what the hell am I doing here?, and sending an incessant amount of snarky, … Continue reading

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The Worst Day

I thought I had survived The Apocalypse. I thought I had lived through the worst. I was wrong. Yesterday, in the early afternoon hours, I received an email that would forever change the course of my life.  It would, I … Continue reading

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Cut From Strange Cloth

When I was growing up, I wanted to be my Grammy. Actually, when I was first growing up, I wanted to be my Nana.  As far as my preteen eyes could tell, Nana was rich with money and royal blood.  … Continue reading

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I tried to start a cult but then I got bored and had to find underwear.

The time has come for me to start my own cult. I don’t know how it happened.  I certainly wasn’t looking for it.  But I woke up this morning to find that I had 2,000 followers looking to me to … Continue reading

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Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina (or Internet) (or Mom)

I am not a victim. Since Monday, I have been overwhelmed with emails, text messages, voice mails and twitters of concern. I’m sorry, the say. Are you OK?, they ask. And every time I read or hear those words, I … Continue reading

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The Happy Freak

I believe in happiness. Not just serenity. Not just peace. Not just every day contentedness. Happiness. As much of it as you can possibly get your hands on. It seems, at times, that most people hope for happy and hang … Continue reading

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She’ll be a woman, soon. A hairy, hairy woman who can reach anything she wants in the whole wide world.

“Is this for the shower?” Emma asked. I was going through my morning “get ready” routine while she and Devin waited patiently for me to take them to school. “Yep,” I replied. “What’s it do?” she asked. “It takes your … Continue reading

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