Julia
Favorite school memory: informing my (male) cousin that "yes, she
did, Billie Jean WON, goddammit, she WON she WON!"
Silliest academic requirement: Sophomore shorthand (because it was clear
I'd make a lousy teacher and a worse nurse.)
Proof that I don't hate men:
Marriage #1 (2 yrs); husband, nice man but... he left after subtle
encouragement.
Marriage #2 (6 mo); husband, very charming but a surprisingly mean drunk.
He left with encouragement from the police I called to take his ass to
jail. (Thank you to the officers and the county judge!)
Fuckbuddy (2 1/2 yrs): lots of fun, but had to be abandoned; he kept
wanting to "talk" afterwards.
Long-term companion (18 yrs): gray, neutered male cat.
I received part of my education from extremely politically active,
independent, and strong order of nuns. The best personal/professional eval I
ever received, bar none, was Sister M.S, who autographed my copy of "A Room of
One's Own" this way: - "Julia, you are a god-damned jewel. Love, Sister
Margaret"
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