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Archive for November, 2008

Did I forget your order?

November 30th, 2008 | Category: Career, Dreams, alabama, sleep

I would gladly wipe dirty butts and watch people bleed out of their eyeballs if it meant that I would never have to set foot in another restaurant where I am the waitress. Read more

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Coming up for air

November 25th, 2008 | Category: Bad Day, Holidays, school

drowningI floated to the surface of an almost frozen lake this morning and shouted to everyone that could hear … “I will survive.” The sound of Gloria Gaynor’s whiney voice played out the familiar tune in the background. Read more

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