Friday, May. 20, 2005 - 5:45 a.m.
Cost of the War in Iraq
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If I had a Rich Man
Crikey, if I had a rich husband or a benefactor, I could have an instant family! If I could be a fulltime mom. And draw for fun. Not profit. Oh wouldn't that be great!
This is second entry tonight. Yeah yeah I should be sleeping, not looking at sibling sets. Though sibling sets would be less lonely eh. I have visions of being surrounded by autonomous demanding small children who treat me like a rich tourist lady, like when I was 17 and in Barcelona. "Por los ninos!!" they would say, brandishing the babies, as they all shoved their hands in my face for food, money, whatever.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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