I just saw Juno for the first time. There's something in my eye. Both of my eyes. Lots of somethings and now they're getting on my face.
Shit. I miss my boyfriend. I'm such a damn girl.
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A mouse in a house of catcalls
About Me
- Lisa
- NOVA via Ohio. Wannabe teacher - anthropologist at heart. Engaged. Some food issues. Let's see where this goes.
Sites to See
- Adventures in Wanting
- Bearing, Eating, Being
- Between Living and Existing
- Blogoxygen
- Building Beauty Beyond Body
- Center for College Affordability and Productivity
- Eating with your Anorexic
- ED Bites
- ED Deception
- Every Woman has an Eating Disorder
- I Hate to Weight
- Just Eat It!
- Marine Snow
- Shapely Prose
- Size Ate
- Sunday Confessional
- The F-Word
Blog Archive
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February
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- Well damn
- More distraction
- Food is for thinking
- Distraction: A Story
- Drained spaghetti
- Note to self, part 928
- When it's this late (or this early)
- This might be part of the problem
- See, I'm okay
- Snow wonderful
- I did it
- Painting myself into a corner
- And now, of course, food
- "If man were meant to fly, he would have been born...
- On this day in history
- Planes, Metrorail Trains, and a hotel?
- Post 300!
- Ladies and gentlemen, my boss
- Irony - it's not just a person from Tehran
- Fight, Flight, or Freakout?
- Like the city in Alaska?
- Awareness
- What I Want
- Fun times
- Caring (like a bear)
- Futurism
- Awkward
- Ouch
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