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I have no idea what a delve is. However, I really don’t know much about anything. Always thought of me as a smart person and here I am, trying to figure life out once again. Is it normal?
» Posted By JA On 05.27.2013 @ 8:28 pm
When what you say and what you do match up, you build credibility. It’s when you really are who you say you are.
» Posted By Ja On 05.04.2013 @ 7:32 pm
it seemed like everything in her life was falling into a pattern. wake up, head to school, rush through the crowd of nameless faces, eat, drink, sleep. Rinse. Repeat. going to a school she didn’t love, living in a city where she was nervous about tomorrow–the pattern was more of a vicious cycle than joyful happenstance.
» Posted By ja On 03.15.2012 @ 10:05 pm
Husbands can be a huge pain and hindrance or your biggest help. I am often jealous of the women with supportive husbands who do the whole team thing. Luckily mine is BEGGINING to come around to the idea. But still it seems like a martyr thing sometimes.
» Posted By Ja On 10.31.2011 @ 1:05 am
Is what I do unless I set reminders for myself on my cell phone!! I think today’s world lends to it. It’s made everything just so fast pace and convenient…that we depend on the technology to remind us of everything. I’ve been attempting to remember things on my own without the setting of reminders, and I find that when I do that– I can’t stop thinking of them until it’s done. It’s a bit exhausting! But I think it’s good stimulation for the brain, and hopefully means that I can start remembering things on my own without the technology! ;)
» Posted By JA On 06.07.2011 @ 8:39 pm
Fabulous is my word for the year. I see myself tangled up in so many different projects, in a quest to be the best me that I can be. I hav
» Posted By Ja On 02.17.2011 @ 3:47 pm
Scream siren. Let out your wail. Let the heavens know something is afoot. Scream loud and we’ll all join your call.
» Posted By JA On 10.27.2010 @ 1:37 pm
The mist swept upon us as we shot the man. It was poetry in the midst of the violence. Something caught at my heart and I knew — I had to change.
» Posted By JA On 08.24.2010 @ 2:04 pm
The rusting of the wind through the hemp strewn make-shift blinds sent a shiver through me reminding me of far-away Oregon and the family I left behind.
» Posted By JA On 08.23.2010 @ 12:12 pm
It was after a long bout of nothing going right…it finally all changed. I was made. I was on the right track. I was going up and up and up…and oh how wonderful the feeling!!
» Posted By JA On 07.28.2010 @ 12:22 pm
Yes things change. It is the course of life. Good times, bad times, it’s low tide and high tide…enjoy the high water when it comes and floats you to the top and don’t stop treading water when times are tough.
» Posted By JA On 06.22.2010 @ 2:11 pm
I can’t even think of anything articulate to say about bleach. Nope…nothing comes to mind.
» Posted By JA On 06.21.2010 @ 11:14 am
The fallout from our fight was significant. You felt right and I left. And we were both left empty handed.
» Posted By JA On 06.15.2010 @ 1:39 pm
And the gong sounds. It reminds me to connect with my intuition and hold on to those beliefs that carry through each day. Balance. Happiness. Good things. Blessings
» Posted By JA On 06.01.2010 @ 2:30 pm
I like to think of myself as a willow as someone who can bend. But, now and then I have come to realize it is important, in fact essential that we stand for something. Then, I become a pillar. I am one with my belief and
» Posted By JA On 05.27.2010 @ 11:05 am
Along the stonewall waterfront at Acadia National Park, we watched the sun set and the tide roll out as the fireflies lit the early evening air like joyful little bundles of promise – tomorrow will be a good day.
» Posted By JA On 04.30.2010 @ 1:30 pm
When you meet a gent paying all kinds of rent for a flat that could flatten the Taj Mahal. Call it sad, call it funny but it’s better than even money that the guy’s only doing it for some doll. (Guys & Dolls by Frank Loesser
» Posted By JA On 04.27.2010 @ 12:48 pm
My head, my talent, my hopes, my arteries, my relationship with my father-in-law…blocks…
» Posted By JA On 04.26.2010 @ 3:19 pm
It hurts my butt — wicker.
» Posted By JA On 04.22.2010 @ 12:38 pm
Ahhh Joyful – with sunshine, breezes, good things to eat and a few friends to make you laugh…how wonderful!
» Posted By JA On 04.21.2010 @ 10:46 am
Alone. Blissfully alone. Castaway on an Island where there is no one to wrangle your karma.
» Posted By JA On 04.20.2010 @ 10:23 am
It is the energy of the Universe that I feel at my back pushing me forward. Pushing me into a future that is full of promise, and love and enthusiasm. Go on, propel me toward it.
» Posted By JA On 04.19.2010 @ 11:02 am
Stand up. Stehen Sie auf. Bossy mother fucker. Come over here and say that to my face, you SS wanna be. Just get over yourself; the Axis wins. You can’t stand there and tell me you weren’t trying to boss me around. I heard you, “Stand up.”
» Posted By JA On 05.11.2010 @ 2:13 pm
That’s what they call him (around the water cooler anyway). He’s not making huge waves around the office. He’s not making enemies per se. He’s not offending anyone. He’s not improving the business by leaps and bounds. He’s a coaster.
» Posted By JA On 04.16.2010 @ 11:04 am
Frolicsome, whimsical, with and without reins and the ability to fly – and red noses. Wonderful deer. And tasty with cranberry sauce.
» Posted By JA On 04.14.2010 @ 11:10 am
I’d rather drive. I like the freedom. The penned in feeling of a rail car is not my idea of fun. I hate the subway.
» Posted By JA On 04.15.2010 @ 7:34 am
He had them falling into his eyes…curls. She used them to get what she wanted…curls. She remembered being young and long flowing streams of them covering her back…curls…he was always teased as a soldier when his hair would grow out…curls.
» Posted By JA On 04.13.2010 @ 9:49 am
dancing the night away the geese fluttered and fell from the sky – inking dark
» Posted By ja On 04.27.2009 @ 6:54 pm
I don’t know what that means… I I don’t wright perfect English, so be mearsy… If you want, I can weight you on ceoatian
» Posted By JA On 11.27.2008 @ 3:52 pm
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Holy Holly held her hair with horse pins and hated Hungarians and Hickory and hovering Hosiers but loved sensible shoes.
» Posted By JA On 04.08.2010 @ 3:51 pm