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In my life I have usually been the one my friends come to in times of trouble, whether just to cry on my shoulder or tell me their worries. I have often wondered how it is that one always remembers their friends when all is wrong.
I often do it too, every once in a while. Forget a friend's invite to come over anytime until I need some place to cry. But the thing is, this whole thought made me think about another thing. My best friend is God....yet I realize that I only call on Him when I ...

Motherhubbard was on her way to school to take a test when the driver of the vehicle behind her failed to stop when traffic stopped. So mh was involved in a traffic accident.
She’s a little banged up and in some pain so I went to her house to help her get the kids showered and to bed last night. They are such good kids, tell them to take their bath and go to bed at bedtime and they do it! I wish I had known how to do that when mh was growing up. After the kids were in bed asleep, we went ...

Well, I'm back at sea, or more specifically the Gulf O Mexico. Everything is pretty much the same day in and day out. Today, there was no sunset, as a collection of nimbus (nimbi?) clouds besieged us. It was clear over us, but the horizon was quite gloomy except for the upper most layer which reflected the brazen reds of sunset(not every cloud has a silver lining). The people I work with are fun and interesting. Many of the workers on this rig sound like the extremely untranslatable character ...

I’m so happy I don’t know where to begin. Well, I’ve been having trouble reading the turn of the screw. About two days ago it suddenly struck me that I was doing all of this whining and complaining when everyone else in my class had to do the same thing. Sure some will be better at it than me but so what? So I knuckled down and started reading but I could only get to chapter 8 before I had to sleep. Today I made reasonable progress in the time given. I managed to get to chapter 14. I went to my ...

ZARKOV TWEAKERHEAD AND THE DOOR TO ROOM 31

“Give it back!” Tweakerhead the zombie is trying to get the bandage back from Zarkov the skeleton. “It is mine!”
Zarkov isn’t about to hand it over though: “I need it to stop the bleeding, just look at that gaping opening in my torso!” Obviously, what Zarkov perceives to be himself is not what Tweakerhead sees. Zarkov is a skeleton, a poorly fitted together one at that. The skull obviously does not belong to the rest of his bones, ...