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...started drinking when I was ten. There's a scene in the book where I talk about discovering the booze in the cupboard underneath the stove... It, too, functioned very briefly as a mood stabilizer... It elevated my mood, and just made me feel like I was flying. Instead of feeling like I was going up and down and up and down, there were no more crashes. For a few hours at a time, I wasn't terrified, I wasn't anxious - I was just high as a kite. Of course, like any other alcoholic, the reasons...
...quick rundown of the many advantages the Democrats enjoy at this stage of the 2008 campaign. Voter turnout in most states is running well ahead of that for the GOP. Democratic fund-raising continues to break all records-even those set previously by Republicans. The Democrats' issues cupboard is fuller than it has been in a decade and a half. And voters have narrowed the field to two wildly popular candidates, either of whom would make history if nominated, much less elected...
...African poverty in the 21st century?" In Nyamata, Jacqueline Nyiramayonde, 42, describes her journey across the country in 1994, as she fled the genocide with her children. She was living in Kigali when the killing started, then spent a week with her boy and girl hiding behind a cupboard in a neighbor's house. When the killing reached the street outside, the neighbor took her and the children to a military camp. The génocidaires showed up there asking for them, so he hid the family under some sacks of rice on a truck heading south to Butare. They...
...through its annual death-spiral into insolvency. After a year of giving out buckets of cash to student groups—which frequently pack the UC’s meetings with desolate-looking, begging-and-pleading volunteer tutors when their grant applications are up for discussion—the cupboard is finally bare. Mather’s HoCo has no change to spare, either. After a year of happy hours and movie nights, the House is fresh out of cash, and right before its annual dance-party-cum-human-car-wash...
...went upstairs to inspect the damage. My heart sank. On the third floor landing were fragments of porcelain in colors of oxblood, imperial yellow, celadon green and blue-and-white. The third-floor rooms resembled a scene after an earthquake. The Red Guards had emptied my storage cupboard. Flour, sugar and food lay on top of heaps of clothing they had taken out of cupboards. They had already dealt with my fur coats and evening dresses with scissors. The ceiling fan was whirling. Bits of fur, silk and torn tissue paper were flying around. Tables and chairs were overturned...