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Dick is gonna kill me (but it feels sooooo good)
11.12.08 | Permalink | 23 Comments

What happens when you put this much hair in your trash can?

I shaved my head when I was nineteen and out of the country for the first time. It was a sign of rebirth and a new direction in life. Plus it was awesome to take care of while backpacking on Eurorail and staying in [...]
Jane, blogging, friends
BlogHop ‘08. (No, Mom, I don’t have any friends in real life) (Happy now?)
07.19.08 | Permalink | 16 Comments

A couple days ago, my only friend who lives near enough to swap babysitting with moved. We’d like to move too, but haven’t found the right house to buy.

I’ve lived in at least 23 different places, and I confess sometimes I ignore my neighbors, because, well, they probably won’t be my neighbors for long. Other [...]
Family, Jane, personal history
The Searing Truth: A Memoir
03.11.08 | Permalink | 7 Comments

After all the flap about fraudulent autobiographies (holocaust faker, addict exaggerator, gang survivor wanna-be), I’ve decided to write my own memoirs. It (they?) might be extremely boring, but I promise to be truthful, and really, why would you ever prefer a good story to The Truth?

Here’s my story of shame and degradation, humiliation and redemption:

I [...]

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