Monthly Archives: January 2014

Today is January 22, 2014.

It’s been Forty-one years since Roe vs. Wade, and laws allowing for abortion were passed. So the history goes. Forty-one years of people celebrating “women’s reproductive rights” and in forty-one years there have been Fifty-five million abortions. Blessed Mother Theresa … Continue reading

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Not yet…

I’m applying to grad school. I can do this. I would get to stay at home, within my comfort zone, and just keep getting better, and solidify old friendships, and see my adorable nephews and nieces, and learn. I could … Continue reading

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How I prepare for an open mic night:

I wake up after an insufficient amount of sleep. I babysit my nephew for 11 hours. I research grad school. I update my blogs. I drink tea. I forget to tune my ukulele. I frantically think about which of my … Continue reading

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Still Alive

The Shadows didn’t get me. In case you were wondering. SPEAKING OFF CLIFF HANGER ENDINGS, I was reading my diary from last summer the other day, you know, from May 2012 and so forth, and each entry was basically me … Continue reading

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BABYSITTING!

It’s what I do now. Babysit. Except today my Mom was sick and so my Sista didn’t want to bring my nephew here, so my bro-in-law was gonna pick me up to babysit at their house. That was thirty-four minutes … Continue reading

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Dear World,

I had a nice day today. I went to Adoration, read the first five chapters of “Life is Worth Living” by Bishop Fulton Sheen, and then went to Latin Mass. Latin Mass was nice, but I do appreciate the Second … Continue reading

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

Dividend dividend in the bankyou make me happy and so I ThankGod for your nice existencebecause you’re a free gift, upon the bank’s insistence.   Happy New Year! Like my little poem? Every time I check my bank account and … Continue reading

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