Years ago, I learned that a distant relative wrote her autobiography, Saturday’s Child. I was intrigued and had to read the book, right now. At the time, I was single and childless with a fair amount of discretionary income. 335 more words
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I’ve finally had it I think.
After years of listening to every moron out there from shitty, failed science fiction writers, to reclusive, Nike-obsessed millionaires ramble on about their visions and prophecies, I’ve finally reached my breaking point. 221 more words