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On Shit Days: Sure, They Could Be Worse, I Guess…
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On My Son, The Artist – He’s Quite An Impressionist, I Tell You
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On The Lizard: So Over It And Can’t Do It Anymore
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On Shit Days: Sure, They Could Be Worse, I Guess…
….worse how, I’m not exactly sure, but yeah – those are the platitudes people feed you when something kak has happened – “it could be worse…”. I walked out of a mall this morning to discover my car –...
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On My Kid: We’ve Made It Through The Terrible Twos, Terrorist Threes – What’s...
With less than a month until my Kid’s FOURTH birthday, I find myself a little startled. It was just the other day that I sat down at my PC (yes, those were my pre-Apple-everything days) and wrote him...
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On My Son, The Artist – He’s Quite An Impressionist, I Tell You
This is a picture my almost-four-year-old son drew the other day. “This is mommy,” he says. “Mommy when she’s cross*.” * In my defense: it was probably because I’d just discovered this, behind the...
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On The Lizard: So Over It And Can’t Do It Anymore
It’s official, I am the world’s worst person. I am one of those people that buys an exotic pet, and then a few months down the line, gives that exotic pet away. I fail. I throw my hands up in the air...
View ArticleOn House-Hunting, Psychic Estate Agents and the Proverbial Needle in the...
I’m fucking over house-hunting. All over it. I’m tired of looking at shitty houses with insane price tags, whilst lusting over a house I can never have. (It’s not for sale). I’m tired of worrying about...
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On Shit Days: Sure, They Could Be Worse, I Guess…
….worse how, I’m not exactly sure, but yeah – those are the platitudes people feed you when something kak has happened – “it could be worse…”. I walked out of a mall this morning to discover my car –...
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On My Kid: We’ve Made It Through The Terrible Twos, Terrorist Threes – What’s...
With less than a month until my Kid’s FOURTH birthday, I find myself a little startled. It was just the other day that I sat down at my PC (yes, those were my pre-Apple-everything days) and wrote him...
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On My Son, The Artist – He’s Quite An Impressionist, I Tell You
This is a picture my almost-four-year-old son drew the other day. “This is mommy,” he says. “Mommy when she’s cross*.” * In my defense: it was probably because I’d just discovered this, behind the...
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On The Lizard: So Over It And Can’t Do It Anymore
It’s official, I am the world’s worst person. I am one of those people that buys an exotic pet, and then a few months down the line, gives that exotic pet away. I fail. I throw my hands up in the air...
View ArticleOn House-Hunting, Psychic Estate Agents and the Proverbial Needle in the...
I’m fucking over house-hunting. All over it. I’m tired of looking at shitty houses with insane price tags, whilst lusting over a house I can never have. (It’s not for sale). I’m tired of worrying about...
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