Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: November 2006

Workbook: November, 2006

November 30, 2006: World's greatest worrier.
November 29, 2006: I'm easy to manipulate.
November 28, 2006: She surrendered to her personal demons so long ago...
November 27, 2006: What is God's message to you?
November 26, 2006: I know you talk to God. Do you know how to hear his voice when he replies?
November 25, 2006: I would like to find a way to help you which doesn't patronize.
November 24, 2006: In the car, in the night...
November 23, 2006: I don't know why the two of them never got together independently of me.
November 22, 2006: "How come we've never had a threesome with" our mutual best friend?
November 21, 2006: Duty free gauntlet.
November 20, 2006: Tiles on the firestorm wall.
November 19, 2006: An artform, or a sport.
November 18, 2006: Romanticization of mental illness.
November 17, 2006: Hello old friend.
November 16, 2006: Brittleness.
November 15, 2006: Cat's whiskers, on fire, burning red, like embers.
November 14, 2006: Already thinking in the old, failed terms.
November 13, 2006: They've changed the furniture where you're staying.
November 12, 2006: Guests are checking in.
November 11, 2006: Meeting you...
November 10, 2006: Cheap wine in the window.
November 9, 2006: Smell of the camera against your nose: steel and machine oil.
November 8, 2006: You become used to that sinking feeling...
November 7, 2006: Where is she?
November 6, 2006: Items in the Weapons Room look more like confiscated pornography.
November 5, 2006: Jesus' disciples were his biggest mistake.
November 4, 2006: Her sister looked, dressed like and wanted to be the cartoon girl on the LP cover.
November 3, 2006: You don't want to be in that man's car.
November 2, 2006: Her brother, the lawyer, took a less accepting view.
November 1, 2006: Litter of LP covers.