October 2006
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Special Delivery: Halloween 2006 Like most self-respecting twenty somethings, my collective posse and I decided to celebrate Halloween on Friday and Saturday night, as opposed to venturing out into the dark on Tuesday evening. Why? Because my commute takes at least forty minutes and I live in West Seattle. That’s why. My official Halloween will most likely be spent watching movies that are...
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Hush, Doris, Hush Have any of you out there ever heard the song Sugarbush sung by the lovely Doris Day? No? Didn’t think so. I’ve been looking for someone to share in my pain all day, as the lyrical stylings of Ms. Day have been looping around in my head for the past 24 hours without ceasing. There is no end in sight. Here’s the only part I know: We’re never not gonna go...
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December 29, 1996 I am writing this in the dark on Sunday the 29th of Dec. at about 10:10 pm I can’t see what I’m writing so it should be fun for you to try and read it bye, Drew
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No One Dances Here This Seattle Times story, archived as it may be, accurately describes a slew of social interactions I’ve had since moving back to the rainy city. So far, I’ve gotten by telling myself that Seattle is like a junior high boyfriend. We both like each other, but at the same time are too embarrassed to even make eye contact, much less hold hands. We’re both kind...
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Waste Prevention If this blog is my very own mental recycling project, I’d like to reduce this picture into a feeling and reuse it again and again.
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August 3, 1994 I’m not very good at writing diarys though I have had many. My name is DREW ZANDONELLA-STANNARD and I am a white female. I have short hair (BROWN) and large (BROWN) eyes. People think I am a boy all the time because of my short hair + my name, but I still like my hair + my name so there! I am ten years old and not meanining to brag I’m very mature for my age (I am the...
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Flowers or Silk? Sunday, October 15 marked the fourth anniversary of this blog. Google is suggesting that I buy it lingerie or take it on a Hawaiian vacation. Intriguing, but unfortunately impossible. In honor of the blessed event, I’ll be transcribing journal entries from my most angsty stretch-pants-and-overalls years every day for the next month whenever I feel like it>. Or until I die...
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Mama Like Link via YouTube
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TGIF Today I feel like: Target feeling for this weekend: Wish me luck.
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After I Hustled Him Into Showing Me His One Dance Move Me: I like it when you dance because you have this whole “rev the motorcycle” thing going on with your hands. D: What about my hips? Me: Well, it goes without saying, I love the entire package. D: Want a ride on my love motorcycle, baby? Me: Hush.
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On My Mind I have a small variety of things to write about scribbled on my daily planner:
Saddest bath ever Home is where the brothel is? 11 year old journal entry Sitting next to pee on the bus Brunch and the farmer’s market Fifty dollar underwear
The Flavor of Love defines my existence
IOU an IUD
Bodies Exhibit makes me feel ill One More Salute to Vanity turns...
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Dear Slow-Mo Barista, I think it’s time I tell you how important our early-morning encounters have become to me. On my first day of work as a productive member of society, you were there to charge me for my grande americano with room. As I handed you my last five, you bobbed your head in time to the Bob Marley playing in the background, an odd choice for the Starbucks channel at such an...