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they
say goldfish got no memory
i guess their lives are much like mine
the little plastic castle
is a surprise every time
it's hard to say if they are happy
when they don't seem much to mind
-- Ani
DiFranco: "Little Plastic Castle"
Approximately 1986 or 1987 . . . after '85: no right pinkie (hey: this was before the era of rings on every finger! I began to wear rings because I read a magazine article that suggested that jewelry distracted from flaws . . . I wear them now because they are me) . . . fuzzy perm and pale face . . . Abby (left), Sarah (right) . . . I'm looking forward to meeting them as adults . . .
UPDATE August 3, 2003: OKAY!! I can finally scream from the rooftops that Abby is my sister! She didn't know until 2002 and I respected that (which didn't mean that I didn't intend to chat with her once she turned eighteen) ... we met for the first time last year and I'm trying to convince her to move here! We look quite similar:
Sunnyview Rehabilitation Hospital 1985 . . . Second (of four) rehab hospitalizations . . . Molson bottle behind left arm . . . we could get doctors to prescribe "beer orders" back then . . . around Halloween . . . I am reading a story I wrote at the time . . .
Read the Bizarre Stories I Wrote in 1985
Flaming pustule on my lip: 2/4/00 . . . a huge vat of hand washing that I haven't gotten to behind me . . .
Flaming pustule's don't show up very well . . . dark circles do . . .