I wish Side Talks would make up their mind.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Side Talks Gets Defensive
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
I Interrupt This Advice Column To Bring You An Easter Card
I have NO idea how old I was when I wrote this. Honestly, I vaguely remember doing it when I was in 2nd or 3rd grade at Holy Name.
When I pulled this out of the cedar chest, the first thing I saw was the back of the card and couldn't make sense of it. Was I an atheist in 3rd grade?
Then I realized that that's a picture of some other saint (who rolled the rock away from Jesus' tomb?) and announced that Jesus wasn't there and that he'd risen from the dead.
I was probably an atheist then, too, though. I'm surprised the nuns let me get away with putting this on the front cover of an Easter card:
I also, apparently, wasn't too sure that other people would appreciate my artistic abilities, because I urge my mother and grandmother (Mamas) to throw the card out.
When I pulled this out of the cedar chest, the first thing I saw was the back of the card and couldn't make sense of it. Was I an atheist in 3rd grade?
Then I realized that that's a picture of some other saint (who rolled the rock away from Jesus' tomb?) and announced that Jesus wasn't there and that he'd risen from the dead.
I was probably an atheist then, too, though. I'm surprised the nuns let me get away with putting this on the front cover of an Easter card:
I also, apparently, wasn't too sure that other people would appreciate my artistic abilities, because I urge my mother and grandmother (Mamas) to throw the card out.
Monday, May 18, 2009
AGAIN With The Torn Between Two Lovers
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Aww...
Well, this letter just makes me sad. Many of my letters had something to do with what was going on in my actual life. This one below is a perfect example. I DID live with my grandmother and she constantly criticized me. It's kind of pathetic that I'm trying to convince myself that she did it because she loved me.
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