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Sassy Sourdough Part I: Feed the Beast
Posted 2 days ago at High Crimes & Misdemeanors
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Sassy Sourdough Part II: Ready, set, get ready to make the bread
Posted 2 days ago at High Crimes & Misdemeanors
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The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 6 - August 25, 2012
Posted Feb 23, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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A penny for your love
Posted Feb 22, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 5 - The Quilt
Posted Feb 21, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Apparently it really is that bad
Posted Feb 20, 2021 at Uncensored, mostly
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The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 4 - The Fourth Bedroom
Posted Feb 20, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 3 - Parquet
Posted Feb 19, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Grace
Posted Feb 18, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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same. no doubt.
Acceptable Losses
a pile of skydivers 1970-something or other - before the world moved on This is for my friend Billy, who I've loved longer than I can remember. As a little kid, I loved him passionately, fiercely; the man was walking joy. Also, he was very nice to me and that's not a thing that happens to ki...
Apparently comments aren't coming to my inbox these days so I'm nearly two weeks late in responding to this. Sorry!
"Do they know they are hating me?"
I honestly don't think so. I think maybe it's a matter of liking you and then trying to get you into a box that works for them. I've discovered over the years that listening without confronting, disagreeing, or offering a different opinion is heard as: you agree with me, you are 'like' me in ways that work for me. I don't think that's a selfish thing so much as self-preservation, which doesn't mean it needs to be tolerated.
Someone I used to be close with told me I wasn't really a Yankee, not really a New Yorker. She said I was from the Midwest. While it's true that some of my sensibilities are from my family in the Midwest, that only identifies some of my roots. It doesn't make me who I am and it surely does not lessen the truth that I am from and of New England and also, by way of circumstances, New York. (I didn't live in NY at the time, but the crossover is easy from Fairfield County)
In sticking me in that box she allowed herself to continue to hate the North which was apparently pretty important to her sense of self. Eventually it got to be too much. I listen to understand what is outside of me. I think this is really important. However, I'm human and eventually the toxicity is too much, regardless of intent.
I lost another last year because over a ten year period I vanished. I don't believe for a minute she meant for that to happen but I couldn't make myself understood either. She may never understand, but that's not on me. In the end we can either look at our results from a place of accountability or we can be victims. That's a horrible feeling.
Somebody I really love unfriended me. I believed it was a mistake or I never would have gone looking for him. He said he meant to unfollow and unfriended instead - was too embarrassed to tell me. Now, I can choose to look at that two ways. I can tell myself it's a lie and he really did mean to go, or I can tell myself it's the truth and then think about why.
I decided right away that it was the truth. That gave me the space to look at why he might have needed to unfollow me and what I might be able to do about it. Maybe nothing, but I think it would be pretty damned hypocritical not to look at it.
Deciding it was the truth also opened a door that I didn't know had been closed.
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I don't know how to have a conversation with people who've got themselves in so many knots they've lost a good part of their humanity. I don't know if I talked about the mostly mask-less woman at the fabric store but what I realized later was that whatever was going on for her wiped out everything else.
I think the raging of the Left at the Right is just as bad, if not worse right now. I think it could be deadly. If I want social change, I have to be able to talk to people with priorities other than my own. It just can't stay binary.
Well, that was a long one!
And same here, not you. Most assuredly, not you.
Acceptable Losses
a pile of skydivers 1970-something or other - before the world moved on This is for my friend Billy, who I've loved longer than I can remember. As a little kid, I loved him passionately, fiercely; the man was walking joy. Also, he was very nice to me and that's not a thing that happens to ki...
The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 2 - Of Bulldozers and Butterflies
Posted Feb 16, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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The Bullet Proof Baby: Ch. 1 - The Gift of the Last Fairy
Posted Feb 13, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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No, please don't go...
Posted Feb 10, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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This is *not* a chipmunk brothel
Posted Feb 8, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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A place on the list
Posted Feb 8, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Let me get this straight.
Posted Feb 7, 2021 at Uncensored, mostly
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You keep using that word...
Posted Feb 7, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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HALO Application
Posted Feb 7, 2021 at Uncensored, mostly
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"Who else is going to bring you a broken arrow?"
Posted Feb 6, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Listen to the beat of your tachycardic heart...
Posted Feb 5, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Well pumps and generators
Posted Feb 4, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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If I ever lose my faith
Posted Feb 3, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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The Resurrection and the Life
Posted Feb 3, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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Nuclear Medicine
Posted Feb 2, 2021 at Alecto's Ophelia
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