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You're reading an old entry from Michelle "Lexi Kahn" DiPoala's online diary, formerly called Jungle Sweet Jungle. Blog name changed to Low Budget Superhero in October 2005. Now I mostly go by SuperLowBudge. You can call me Lexi, Michelle or SuperLowBudge, or if you're my mom, then Shelly. Enjoy these old posts (except if you're my mom.) Please follow on Blogger at superlowbudge.blogspot.com. From there you can follow me on Twitter and some other platforms. Thanks!
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(June 21, 2003)
I told
Scurvyann at the Druid
last week that I was going to start
writing with more...um, I forget how I put it, but whatever I said,
she's now waiting for me to
tell secrets about stuff like who I'm sleeping with. Etc.
Ya think?
Maybe we'll have to work up to that.
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You know what. I forgot how healing it can be to just write. We used to call it "free writing" in school. Natalie Goldberg says "open a jugular" in her book Writing Down the Bones. All it is is, you just let it out, stream of consciousness, no thinking. Not here, I don't mean that. I could never do that. Wolf says why not. I say because. That's for writing somewhere else. You can't see it. Shut up.
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Joe's girlfriend is coming back tomorrow. She's been gone for six months. Spain. That is seriously going to cut into my Joe-time.
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I didn't go to the prom. Wasn't somebody around here going to throw a prom for all the people who hit thirty, just in case (impending Pretty in Pink reference) that IS what is missing from our lives?
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I like, in the move 'Seven,' when Brad Pitt says "there' s a dead dog here" and Kevin Spacey says "I didn't do that."
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I'm tired.
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Who am I trying to please?
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Why flip-flops. Why.
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