March 2008
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I like my name, but I don’t really like you - March 30th, 2008
Hello, I work with you, serve you while I work, learn from you, go to school with you or I don’t know you. My name is Tracey.
I really like my name, regardless of the slightly embarrassing fact that my father named me after a newsreader. I have always quite thought my name suited me, and [...] -
Oh! The joys of public transport - March 25th, 2008
I caught a train on my way home today. This is not so strange, right? Of course not, but the creepy paedophile guy (even though technically, I’m not underage anymore) I met on the train today way.
I was one of the first people in the carriage, just sitting around waiting for the train to depart. [...] -
Let’s play a game! - March 6th, 2008
There’s this game I know, that’s called “What is Tracey going to do with the rest of her life?” You’d think I’d be really good at playing this, right? No. Not really. I know someone who’s better, probably because she gave birth to me. Here’s how the game goes
Two players sit across from each other [...]