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Caitlin M. Foyt: This blog has moved!
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Friday, January 15, 2010. This blog has moved! Just set up a new blog on my own web hosting. Check it out at: http:/ caitlinmfoyt.com. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I started scribbling in hand me down notebooks when I was about 8-years-old and not a whole lot has changed since. I wish it was physically possible to document everything I see, hear, feel or think- kind of like a more neurotic Harriet the Spy. View my complete profile. Some Friends of Mine. Better Evan than odd.
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Caitlin M. Foyt: An Obligatory Post Regarding New Years Resolutions
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Sunday, January 3, 2010. An Obligatory Post Regarding New Years Resolutions. I'm a little sad to see 2009 go. I'm all for moving on, but I do have to pause to put emphasis on the fact that this year was a really great one. Kiwi and I became a family, Phil and I got together, I graduated from college without any debt, I've been saving money (which is something I haven't been able to do for years), I learned how to paint walls (hey! It's harder than it looks! Yesterday, I took Amy and Kiwi...
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Caitlin M. Foyt: "I'd Do Anything For Love" (Including put a Meatloaf song on a playlist for you)
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Saturday, December 12, 2009. I'd Do Anything For Love" (Including put a Meatloaf song on a playlist for you). I promise, I won't tell. Cross my heart, my lips are zipped, always. Vent about your insecurities, the ghosts that haunt you. Tell me about the person at work that you hate even though you are nice to his/her face. Private or public, over coffee or perhaps a stiffer drink (Always depending upon the circumstances, right? But, secret surprises. The concept of the CD is pretty self-...
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Caitlin M. Foyt: Santa Claus is a crock
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Wednesday, December 23, 2009. Santa Claus is a crock. I'll want kids when I'm older. They always insist it, each time I make it clear that it's something that I never see myself doing. I never wanted any," my Aunt Jenny admitted to me during one family Christmas party a few years ago. "But, someday, you most certainly will.". Then, to back up their claim, adults often stage elaborate deceptions. Someone at work mentioned that recently on 95.5 FM during the morning show, people we...Teach...
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Caitlin M. Foyt: Making it up
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Saturday, January 9, 2010. I'm not a musician, poet or a painter. I just make words. Foot taps aggressively under the desk while pensively chomping on my trusty muted blue BIC*. Her actions are deliberate! She feels no remorse! Steady clickclickclack sounds of the keys continue*. She's doesn't say she 'doesn't care about' what they have to say. She says she's bored. No! She's a gracious lady. She's just simply excuses herself. Yeah. YEAH! I bought the case at Target. Some Friends of Mine.
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Hornshaw/Feed: June 2009
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A writing outlet for a writer no one reads. Saturday, June 27, 2009. Impressions of a Tragedy. The subway goes to the World Trade Center site again. For a while, it was closed. The entire corridor, which is what is created, was packed to the brim with people. Foot traffic flowed quickly, but it was tight and claustrophobic. The sun was bright and hot because there was nothing to block it. People bustled through, most totally untouched by their proximity to the site. We walked the perimeter of the site, b...
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Hornshaw/Feed: July 2009
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A writing outlet for a writer no one reads. Wednesday, July 29, 2009. Dead space and dying stars. I started this blog as a lament of how badly I'm performing as a writer, but about a quarter of the way through the original draft, I got inspired and banged out a "Millennium Men" story. So I guess I'll post the first draft. As-yet untitled. Note that I haven't read it over yet and won't for probably another few days. For one, I've been totally uninspired by the "Wrath of the Damned". My thoughts on friends...
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Caitlin M. Foyt: Art is Hard or This is Me Trying to Get Some Words Down, Bear With Me
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Sunday, November 22, 2009. Art is Hard or This is Me Trying to Get Some Words Down, Bear With Me. I decided that I was going to write today. And the day before that, I couldn't even keep my eyes open. God, there have been more days like that lately than I can even count. And so I run and hide from the comforts of the house- the couch, the bed, the kitchen table that lately have been adequate workplaces for me- because today they're a little too. But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts.
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Caitlin M. Foyt: Fake Smiles
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Caitlin M. Foyt. Thursday, December 3, 2009. Once my mother made a drive thru employee cry. I remember mom staring blankly at the largest of the three cups in the paper tray that the girl in the window had just passed through the driver's side window. "What is this? Only, it wasn't a question because she had no intention of waiting for an answer. I asked for a Diet Coke with NO ice. You know. WITHOUT ice.". Me: "Hi. How are you? Customer: "Good. How are you? In case of sunshine/warm temperatures*. Me: "N...
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