Turning yourself inside out and checking out what is REALLY going inside is a fascinatining thing.
What is inside of me?
J.
Friday, April 2, 1999
4/2/99
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I'm Kiya, and most days, I feel moderately human.
I've lived for more than 30 years.
Along the way, I've become insightful, opinionated, stubborn, curious, doubtful and wise.
The rest of this mad dash between birth and death is still up for grabs.
I've lived for more than 30 years.
Along the way, I've become insightful, opinionated, stubborn, curious, doubtful and wise.
The rest of this mad dash between birth and death is still up for grabs.
HeadSpace Hangouts
My Bloggies
- AfroBella
- Angry Black Bitch
- Another Causerie
- Babyslime
- Bitch, PhD
- BlogSpot Reality
- Blue Sky Holiday
- BygBaby
- Casaubon's Book
- D. Flow
- Dan (rakkaani)
- Dark Daughta
- FarmGirl Fare
- John Andrews
- Journal of a Modern Kemetic
- L. James
- Lillake
- Mama C-Ta
- Mama Noire
- Path To Freedom
- Pepper
- Quixotic (private)
- RayBob
- Risk Reality
- RixaRixa
- Romancing the Crone
- Sarah - the DomesticEcoGoddess
- The Fixer-Upper
- The Half Opened Door
- The Perfect Pantry
- The WellTimed Period
- Val & Nadine
- Vegan Lunch Box
- You Grow Girl
Blog Archive
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1999
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April
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- Mi amore
- What looks Like Crazy...
- J said - Living Dead
- J said - Women
- Random Notes on A Chilly Day
- Oopss...Did I do that?
- Bi-lateral Confusion
- J said - Peer Pressure
- Talking to Myself
- J said - Bored to Insanity... and Back....
- Fantasies
- J said - To the DiaryMaster (and hir staff)
- J said - Infinity is unknowable
- "...and she said...Let there be light..."
- 4/2/99
- J said - Babblemania
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April
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