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Category Archives: Diary Friday
Diary Friday
This is an entry from my freshman year in college – the end of my first semester, right before Christmas break. I am still dear friends with all of these people – who were brand-new friends to me at the … Continue reading
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DIARY FRIDAY
This entry is looooong. One summer – many moons ago – I performed with Pat McCurdy at the Milwaukee Summer Fest. He hired me, and 3 friends (Ann Marie, Kenny, and Phil) to be his back-up people for his songs. … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
I decided to go back to the devastatingly embarrassing high school years for this entry … flipped through the pages of my sophomore year diary … reading all of the tortured ecstatic prose … every page flickering with endless exclamation … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
This journal entry is basically a continuation from last week’s – same time period, same characters. It’s two entries blended together. Chicago. During a fall which is now known as “the magic time”. Best friend Ann Marie. Pat McCurdy shows … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
This entry is from my Chicago era, specifically the fall of 1993. I was singing every week with Pat McCurdy, a bit of a star in the Milwaukee/Chicago/Madison area. Through this rock-chick experience, I met a host of insane characters … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
This entry is from when I was in grad school. One of my best friends in school was a crazy Texan who would wear his Stetson hat to voice class. We were two peas in a pod. He is one … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
Despite the embarrassment I may feel by my own gushing prose, here is the next installment of Diary Friday. I am 17 years old here, a freshman at college. But at times I sound like I have to be all … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
Today’s entry is from October 1, 1983. I think I’m 14 years old. Something like that. It seems a propos to post this today. October 1, 1983 YAZ DAY We got home so so so late last night. It was … Continue reading
Diary Friday
This Diary Friday entry is a bit heavy, perhaps. But hey – Sometimes life be heavy. Sometimes life be light. It is from the summer of 1998. It has to do with some revelations (incoherent, at times) that I had, … Continue reading
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Diary Friday
Through the haze of illness, I have pulled out the following journal entry, as the next installment of Diary Friday. It is one of those entries which makes me glad I keep a journal. For the most part, my journal … Continue reading
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