Tag Archives: Loki

reeling…

Posted on July 13, 2012 by

Oh look, it’s Friday. Again. Woza weekend and all. In between wild squalls, fleeting snatches of sunshine penetrate the gloom. A giddy rainbow or two appear. And I wonder… for these signs, I’ve seen before. More ominous portent than shining … Continue reading →

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coming clean…

Posted on December 20, 2011 by

I have a confession. Maybe it’s festive f*cking insanity or the dealing with daddy drama but a whole lot of clarity seems to be barrelling my way. Happy effing christmas right? Right. And before we roll into the new year, … Continue reading →

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let’s los Loki…

Posted on November 18, 2011 by

We dealt with the disastrous demise of The Drama Queen a while back. I was a bloody mess: I cried almost all the time and my family, unused as they were to me in perpetual tears, started to consider the … Continue reading →

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curtain call: Drama Queen…

Posted on November 1, 2011 by

Given the direction he’s generally headed, ‘curtains!’ would probably be more apt when discussing this eX.  But since I promised you a rose garden (or something like that), let’s get through ‘em thorns… If you remember, I’d just been seduced … Continue reading →

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lights, camera: Drama Queen!

Posted on October 7, 2011 by

Time to get back to a particularly putrid part of my dismal Dating Past (whilst we conveniently overlook the Dated Present). Well, not so much dating as relational hell. Which, it appears, I’ve a queer knack for f*cking up monumentally … Continue reading →

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for a song…

Posted on August 10, 2011 by

Yesterday’s post got me thinking about music and it’s mysterious message-in-a-bottle quality. Who hasn’t heard a song and immediately been teleported back in time to a place, person or specific event? As you might’ve deduced given how I keep harping … Continue reading →

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falling out of trees…

Posted on May 21, 2011 by

Today sees me returning to the Hout Bay house to pack boxes. I’ve been putting this off: the mere thought exhausts me. And makes me feel inutterably sad. Which makes me feel exhausted (see the nasty loop?) But. I have … Continue reading →

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