Clearing the Air

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There are a few people who have delighted in ruffling through old blog posts and leaving rather interesting comments, paticularly those pertaining to Jared. If you enjoy it, so be it, have at it! I want to reiterate one thing; as I have said before, to my knowledge Jared and I are now friends.

Some of the things I wrote were very unkind, untrue and generally horrible. The only reason I keep those entries still on my blog, though I have been sorely tempted to delete them, is to keep myself humble. I think there is something very important about keeping a record of your journey of life.

You, as a blog reader, have obviously had the opporunity to read it, weigh it and decide for yourself. If you must read old blog post's, please remember that just because I said it however long ago, does not mean that I still hold on to that paticular sentiment.

It's a Woman's Right. To change her mind when she so decides. Long live Women's Liberation!

1 Responses to “Clearing the Air”

  1. Anonymous Anonymous 

    o well but it was still funny what everyone said hahahahahahahahah lol

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.

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