Red Cedar
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Category: Me
Perspective.
I just had a long conversation with a more senior union rep and friend about what happened last week in QCC. She pretty much told me I had to get counseling now because she thinks that I’m responding as though I’ve been in a… Continue Reading “Perspective.”
Timing.
In the middle of writing Darren’s letter of support for sentencing – a difficult emotional task if ever there was one – and boy-1 decides to confront me online about not getting “equal time” with me cause he’s upset about boy-2. Bad timing on… Continue Reading “Timing.”
What star was this?
I’m starting to feel as though I must have been born under some very intense fucking star or – I don’t know what. I just don’t understand why everything I get involved in turns into some kindof weird hollywood-esque drama involving prison or death… Continue Reading “What star was this?”
Cramming in a lot of living
Sheesh! Home for three days and I still haven’t caught up on sleep. Leaving for QCC in an hour, I thought I’d pop in for a brief update. So – we all know – Friday, all night date with the new boy. Saturday, dinner… Continue Reading “Cramming in a lot of living”
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