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Category Archives: Diary Friday
Diary Saturday: “Over the course of the night, I became quite intimate with the clerk at Crystal Lodge.”
This is for my dear friends from high school. You know who you are. I was a senior in college here. In love for really the first time (not counting Ralph Macchio, of course). My first real boyfriend. He shows … Continue reading
1997 quotes. No context.
“Somebody needs to call him up and tell him he’s an asshole!” – Maria W. on Scott Hamilton “I’m glad you’re back … even though I didn’t know you were gone.” – Ann “M. and I were not really made … Continue reading
How I used to write in my journal
December Sitting across from Michael at the Golden Apple. A drizzly day. My spanking new saddle shoes. Michael chowing on waffles with gusto. I always used to love watching him eat. And the eyes. I could lose myself in them. … Continue reading
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This is how I used to write in my journal
It was August 21. A Death in the Family had just closed. My going-away party was the next week. I had gotten so sick, and I was still sick on August 21. I had 102 degree fever. I remember actually … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I don’t lie on my bed dreaming of a sudden dalliance”
I’m all emotional today because I hung out with Keith M. for a marathon 10 hours … he was in town this week, and we met up, and had this awesome time together, and … he’s my childhood friend. It’s … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I know that glances across a pizza parlor mean nothing – but still.”
This entry is from the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. I appear to be quite a little horndog. Yet I also have a good head on my shoulders. Nothing has changed.
Diary Friday: “We hung out in Mere’s room and listened to records and talked.”
A cornucopia of high school mortification. Not only will I mortify myself but I will mortify Mere, Jayne, and Betsy. Yay! I’m takin’ you all down with me. (Beth, you’re getting off scot free this time.) This is from the … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “As I write, Hurricane Gloria is whirling outside my window.”
This entry is from my first semester of college. I think I was about 3 weeks in at this point – living in an all girl’s dorm – referred to by the rest of the college lovingly as “The Dyke … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I gave him orders like an Ice Queen.”
High school journals have obviously lost their humor for me, recently. I’m all about Chicago now. I know a lot of readers like the adolescent entries – and I’ll eventually get back to them – but for now, Chicago. And … Continue reading
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1992 Diary Flotsam and Jetsam: “I’m not friendly. I’m just a siren.”
“That’s how I got my bum eye.” – Christian Scenes: Be IN the event. You gotta want it. “Oh, look. A whore. Running.” – M. [I am laughing out loud. Too long a story to set up but I had … Continue reading