When we last left our author, she had been temporarily defeated by her archnemesis, Windows. Exhausted and broken, she dragged her sorry ass to bed and vowed to defeat the evil operating system after some sleep. Will she get the…
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Semi-Live Blogging My Windows 7 Upgrade – Part 1
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Author’s Note: Because this ended up being SOOOOOO long, I’m splitting it up into two parts. Aren’t you lucky. I’ve resisted for as long as possible. I don’t stay with Windows Vista because I like it. Frankly, I think it…
Kid Bullshit Detector
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I think I’ve missed my calling in life. Over the last few years, I’ve really honed my bullshit detector specifically for anyone under the age of 18. I can credit my partner’s kids for helping me develop this skill. Early…
I’m a Boot Whore
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I have a confession to make. I love boots. And I’m not talking about your run-of-the-mill, admiration love of footwear. No, this love runs deeper. Given the proper economic circumstances, I would spend LOTS of money on boots. Brown boots.…
Me and My Shadow
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Seems there’s this thing following me around all the time. No matter what I do, I just can’t shake the damn pest. Even on cloudy days, I feel it lurking, waiting for an opportunity to show itself. At night, it…
The Road Not Taken
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I have often wondered over the years what my life would be like if I had made some decisions differently. Some are decisions long since made; others are more recent. In one way or another, all our decisions, major and…
Silence
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Silence was my enemy. In it, the ringing and buzzing in my ears was deafening. During the day, I couldn’t concentrate on much of anything in the silence. At night, I couldn’t sleep because the constant sound kept me awake.…
Reminiscing
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I’ve always been fascinated by the way the human memory works. What is it that makes some memories so vivid and others so dim that we can barely make them out? Over the last few weekends, I’ve spent time in…
Three Sentences
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I’ve spent so much time and energy trying to be what others wanted, what others perceived, trying to fit in somewhere, that I’ve lost who I am and have essentially rendered myself invisible. Now that I’m trying to be me,…
It Was a Dark and Story Morning…
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We had been warned for days that a HUGE storm was going to hit the area. People were advised to stock up on supplies and stay home if they could. In the early hours of the morning, I could hear…