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Category Archives: Diary Friday
Diary Friday: “EVERYONE joined chorus that year. It was marvelous.”
When I was 12 years old, I wrote my autobiography. It is one of the most complete obsessive documents in my entire history. I remember almost NONE of it – although there are certain things that have made it thru … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “Last night we watched Father Damien – the Leper Priest“
Here’s an excerpt from my travel journal, of our time in Ireland as a family. I am 13 years old. I find this first excerpt hysterical. I am in IRELAND, and here is what I choose to write about. Look … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “I don’t think even HE cares about Avagadro’s number.”
Here’s a Diary Friday I posted way back in 2003 – but I am posting it again. It’s chock-full of stories about friends – and family … it’s like my whole life entire is encapsulated in these ridiculous entries. I … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “I was getting worried because the big Eurovision song contest was on tonight at 8:00 and I didn’t want to miss it.”
This is a re-post. I thought, in honor of all the Joyce posts recently, I thought I’d go back and find a Diary Friday entry that had to do with Dublin. Sadly, it’s a mortifying experience to read as well … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “we all trooped outside where we commenced what turned out to be an hour long snowball fight.”
Christmas of my junior year in high school. DECEMBER 24 [Beside the date, I have written a star with emanating beams coming out of it. Bethlehem, etc.] Finally I am getting into the Christmas spirit. I’ve been a drip these … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “He made a speech about the band and ended by yelling, ‘HERE’S FREEDOM JAM!'”
This is a repeat Diary Friday. And there’s an update (unbelievably) to the story. I’ll post it as a note at the end of the entry. Every so often I come across an entry that is too good not to … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “As Phil said after the first show, ‘This was huge. This was huge.'”
In honor of an old DEAR friend who has just “found” me through the Internet: Phil!!! I can’t even begin to describe the adventures I had with this person, how much he was in my life at one point – … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “If it were only real!”
Ah, yet another excerpt from my frenzied roller-coaster journal from my junior year in high school. My unrequited love for David was slowly blossoming. It didn’t hit its height until February or March of the next year … but it’s … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “All I could do was just stare at Yaz warming up. He is such a hero to me.”
Okay. Get ready for some sappy Americana, teenage-girl-diary style! Sheila, circa age 13 or something, going with her family to see Carl Yazstremski’s second to last game with the Red Sox. It is a propos today, of all days. Just … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “I was a hostess! Clip-clopping around my apartment in my velvet pants.”
This is from my second year in grad school – and my roommate Jen and I threw a party. Some of this might seem like gibberish – it was just my impressions in the aftermath of the party … but … Continue reading