javajennifer | April 5, 2009
Cat hair wafts from my 20 lb laptop at 37,000 feet. Unable to stay away from TS for longer than 4 days, I booked a last minute flight to Kansas City to snuggle into the crook of his arm to whisper and kiss. I’ve written exhaustively about the casualties of my divorce. Relationships that were [...]
Category: Bitter Grounds |
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javajennifer | April 2, 2009
I’m never going to meet the Queen of England. We don’t travel in the same circles and when she was in DC back in 2007, I made no efforts to join the parade. I imagine her smelling of Estee Lauder’s White Linen, mothballs, her breath redolent with weird British food. She sits on the crapper [...]
Category: Politics and Poop |
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Tags: Mr. and Mrs. Barack, The Queen
