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I can do this. I can do this. I grew up with three brothers. I’m a tough cookie. I walk down the aisle, passing the ICU and the theatre. Outside the theatre, I recognise my doctor and I slow down slightly to eavesdrop. He is meeting with the loved ones of the patient he’d just
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In the past few weeks, I’ve had foreign objects in orifices and I’ve chewed and swallowed substances that resemble something from Fear Factor. It was not a whole lot of fun. Blogging took a backseat as I concentrated on breathing through my mouth in an effort not to smell my own stomach fluids. So, now
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If you’re extremely lucky you’ll cross paths with an individual. Being an individual means being a person of a specified kind. Google says so, so we know it has to be true. An individual celebrates the fact that he or she is unique. One of a kind. Someone that refuses to follow blindly. Someone that
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There’s a secret sisterhood lurking in the shadows. They don’t gather to discuss defacing inanimate objects such as outdated statues that are covered in pigeon shit. They also don’t gather around the bronze feet of the fallen Paul Kruger. It’s the sisterhood of unbroken horses. The lesbian camping virgins. They’re in hiding, because the queer
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Just when you think you’ve seen and heard it all, you’ll switch on a television or open a newspaper. The one thing you can truly rely on in this life is to be entertained. So much money and creativity gets invested every day in finding ways to entertain ourselves. We buy expensive game consoles and
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Sometimes I blink rapidly. Just to make sure that I’m not imagining things. The problem is I always find that I’m not. Yes, folks, we are in fact present in the year 2015 and still some of us seem to be fresh from the cave. I’m shocked that some of these people walk upright. Surely,
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I had a setback yesterday. Not the kind where you find that some asshole parked in your favourite spot or your tip starts lifting while your nail technician is on maternity leave. You straight girls better appreciate these little titbits I sneak in for you. My setback wasn’t monumental either. It wasn’t like discovering your
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I’ve always been drawn to elephants. I look like one more and more every day. Isn’t it funny how your nose gets bigger the older you get? It’s funny how we say funny when we mean awful. You know it’s going to be a tough day when you digress two lines into your blog. I
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Did anyone notice how I used the word Frisbee when I meant Boomerang last week? I’d love to say that it was me checking whether you were paying attention. It wasn’t. It hit me about two days after I posted the blog while I was flipping a taxi driver the middle finger. You didn’t notice?
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Some weeks are simply more grueling than others. What can you do? You put your head down and whisper your mantra repeatedly : This too shall pass. To start off with, this is my PMS week. I’m bloated (on top of simply being fat), I’m on that emotional roller coaster where even the infomercials makes
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