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Category: Mississippi

  • Holiday Trip Re-Cap

    February 13, 2011 – 1:23am – Couch York City, Burnaby, BC It’s been forever since I wrote a new entry. A lot of stuff has happened since I posted last, probably the biggest of which was my holiday trip to Louisiana. I was gone for 23 days, which seemed like an eternity. I usually feel…

  • Heaux, Heaux, Heaux

    Friday, December 25, 2009, Days Inn – Room 101, Denham Springs, LA (written on January 22, 2010) The last few days have been a flurry of activity. I stayed at Dad’s Sunday and Monday night and we went to eat Chinese and see Avatar on Tuesday. It was a great movie. Very visually spectacular, and…

  • Protected: A Beautiful Service

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  • Protected: I Believe in Miracles

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  • The Day That Wouldn’t End…

    (Pasted in from an email reply I sent to Frank.) Yes, got your text/VM. My cell bill is going to be unbelievably high from all the long distance calls I’ve made, txts I’ve sent and received and all that, so I’m trying to fly under the radar and have people call my Dad’s cell or my…

  • Protected: The Worst Day of My Life

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  • Journal Archive: February 25, 1987

     The following text is written on the inside cover of the red velvet journal that I wrote in when I was a kid: When you think you can’t go on anymore, just think of a good memory and say to yourself, I have to try harder and harder to keep going because people need me. –…

  • Journal Archive: September 25, 1987

     September 25, 1987 Yesterday was the happiest day of my life. I found out that we are going to get our old apartment back when we move in November. I freaked out when I found out. Moma gave me a letter Ms. Earlene wrote to her and I jumped up and accidentally hit moma in…

  • Journal Archive: September 9, 1987

    September 9, 1987 Me again. It is almost time to go home. I will be glad when I get home because I am hungry. I didn’t eat any lunch because I was feeling nauseated. I feel like shit. The doctor said that I was either allergic to cats or chocolate. I think it’s probably cats.  Moma…

  • Journal Archive: September 9, 1987

    September 9, 1987 Hello, I am at school in Science class. I am going to West Jones High School. I like it okay. Ms. Babs wrote me yesterday. I had just sent off a letter I wrote to her about 2 days ago. She is a nice lady. I miss her and Emily and all my…