I grew up with a guy named Joe. We had Art class together.  He was younger than I was.  He was cute.  We were both shy. Our relationship was never like that.  Artists have a way of being able to connect with each other when they cannot connect with others.  Joe's sister, Tracy, was in …

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Karma is a Bitch and I Mean It…..

I used to work with someone who cried a lot and was always in pain and was finally diagnosed with something the rest of us dubbed as complete and total bullshit, but our co-worker who had it, called it "Fibromyalgia".   This was in the early 2000's.  Fibromyalgia was a new thing.  There were a few …

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