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No Fear Here

April18

Does this look like a girl worried about her x-ray to determine if the carcinoma has metastasized into her lungs?

No. Sheba says to cancer, Step off Bitch. Or I will cut you.

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3 Comments to

“No Fear Here”

On April 19th, 2006 at 8:01 am TG Says:
That’s my furry little girl!

I’ve seen what happens when scary things mess with Sheba. They end up in her litter box. If I were cancer, I’d be afraid right now.
On April 19th, 2006 at 8:09 am Jules Says:
Scritches to both you and Shebs – you’re both tough (but exceedingly cute) so won’t give up that easy. (Abi has a lump on her bottom right nip, vet says she’s just fixated on it, licking and biting all the time … dirty little slut, to be sure).
LOVE TGs comment.
On August 28th, 2006 at 6:37 am Jessica In Progress » Difficulties Says:
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Not that I have anything interesting to write in it’s place. But I want partial credit.

About me:

Born and raised in Chicago. (Once I tell someone Chicago, they say, “what part?” assuming I mean a suburb. To which I reply, “Chicago, Chicago. The south side.” Then people usually go, “Ooooh.” And then I bite them. Because I am as bad as bad, bad Leroy Brown).

I moved to St. Petersburg, Florida for college in 1993. My freshman year I dated an alumni and I swore I’d never stick around the town like he did.

I live in Clearwater, Florida.

I was born in 1975. That should keep this from getting woefully out-of-date. Of course, it also means I can’t come visit and pretend I’m 31 forever.

I divorced. I dated some. Then I dated Tom. Then I married Tom because I can’t do anything just once. (Who was born before 1975! HA! I can’t stay young, but at least I’ll always be younger!) (and I will also always be twelve mentally. That helps.)

And we love each other. A lot. But who wants to barf reading my about page?

I also live with three cats (Pixie, Spike, Celeste), a dog (Lady), and some fish. The fish are technically Pixie’s pets but I don’t notice her ass cleaning their damn tank.

I have degrees. In stuff*. They led to a job doing things**. I hated all of it and went back in school. Then I met Tom, the condo couldn’t sell, and an opportunity arose to work at a nonprofit I’ve volunteered at for over 10 years.

Now I am a glorified personal assistant/care taker for my 90+ year-old grandmother. She drinks and doesn’t mind lots of swearing in her movies so we get along pretty well.

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