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Monica's Bytch

You Have the Right to Shut the F*ck Up
by: monica s. kuebler

If there were eleven commandments in the bible, the eleventh would most certainly be:

Thou shalt not talk in movie theatres.

Monica's Bytch -Terms. Ten days ago I turned 28. I think more lessons came with that birthday than with any of those that
preceded it. Four days ago I was supposed to go under the knife to have a growth removed from my
saliva gland, the operation was aborted halfway through. Will this thing kill me eventually?

Monica's Bytch -8 Days of Fast Food, Open Roads, and Poetry.
Part One.
by: monica s. kuebler

Day 1 - November 12th - Toronto
It was a dark and stormy night...

Monica's Bytch - To Do Or Not To Do
(by: monica s. kuebler)There are three types of people in this world...

1. Those that talk about doing but never do.
2. Those that do.
3. Those that do too much.

One Girl’s Story From Blackout ‘03 Two weeks and two illnesses later, I am back on my feet to pen this. Imagine for a moment, it's roughly 4:15pm on Thursday, August 14th. You’re sitting at your desk in a busy, bustling office (with no windows) and suddenly… darkness. Many of you are probably nodding your heads right now, thinking "yeah that was me."

Unlike Hero: I'm Not Damn Ready. I think I have started and re-started this article a thousand times now. In my typical fashion, I thought it was done then drank too much coffee (caffeine addict here, take a bow) and decided to tweak (read: restart) it again.

Dating As A Battlefield (one Girl's rant on Modern Love) - "Love is a battlefield", the phrase has transcended merely being an 80's song title. We've turned into a generation of the walking wounded.