DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID


PROFILE GUESTBOOK OLD OLDER OLDEST

Birds, singing. What birds sing in the night?

Neighbors walking past the window. Stomping. Doors slamming. Muffled hollering and shrieking. Other neighbors, angry too, calling for quiet, in their bathrobes. Police, knocking authoritatively.

Crickets.

Quiet.



July 15, 2001

Buh Bye!
October 05, 2008

Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
September 01, 2008

One Last Bitchfest for the Road
August 24, 2008

Get the Popcorn Ready
July 17, 2008

I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
June 20, 2008



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