Call me a hypochondriac germaphobe, but is seems like every coughing sneezing sighing spitting carrier monkey has bathed me in their germs this week.
When did covering your mouth to cough go out of style?
I despair.
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From the monthly archives:
May 2010
As a general statement in life, I can be pretty black & white. I like it/you or I don’t; I’m ecstatic or maudlin; I drink the bar dry or want to eat macrobiotic & run a marathon. Otherwise known as bi-polar.
The theme of yesterday was stupid m***********ng people and i spent the better part of it [...]
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Like my mother and a couple of ex-boyfriends used to say, sometimes I just got the devil in meh. Like right now. Could be a result of being driven to self-harm by spending a sunny day in a windowless room marking folios, or could be that he just likes it in here.
In any case, given [...]
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Ain’t that the truth?
To state the bleeding obvious, this is not one of my own artworks, but one from the collection of the talented Jaclyn Réhe, Our Painted Lady, tatoueur de la famille, not to mention my friends. We have a healthy art-swapping deal going, which suits me fine, but for anyone else, besides waiting [...]
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Colour me superstitious but by mid-afternoon every day I see a theme-of-the-day emerging. Wardrobe-malfunction/body-malfunction/universal arseholeness/sexy-people-everywhere/kindness/or sometimes a day is simply brought to you – Sesame Street-style – by a letter. Today was brought to me by the letter B.
On the slippery-slope of an incoming cold with an unknown endpoint, I’ve been consumed this week with [...]
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