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hey girl....what up...i hope u still check ur messages.......i havent had time for nothing more than a few thoughts about good poems but i need a day to meld them all together.....they are floating in the purgatory of my own mind....i need to set them free
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mary timony, bettie serveert (that's a band with a great chick singer), neko case, carina round...that's some good stuff there.
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My grandmother, she hasn't got a clue how old I am until I remind her. She isn't crazy with age, she's just negligent. I am quick to remind her, as I like money. I love you much, darling. I'm sorry for no note in so long (I get to thinking people don't want them). I'm changing my e-mail address soon (cable internet instead of AOL, in a few days), and when I do I'd like to send you some poems and get your feedback. I've been stuck, too, and maybe feedback with encourage me. And you should send me some in return, if you want. Maybe what's needed is mutual poetic stimulation.
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i figured a duck was like a chicken in regards to cooking it,it was very expensive and i dont want to fuck it up,so any ideas would be appeciated............
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i was at the supermarket intoxicated and under the influence of a certain drug when i all of a sudden had a craving to eat duck........so now i have this frozen duck and i dont know how to cook it
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busy busy....getting warmer meaning im skateboarding.....working a shitty job....drinking till my liver falls out ...smoking till the lungs collapse.......life is fun
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definitely let kitty get used to one room (probably your room) to have a safe place to run to. she'll be scared of dog at first, and dog will be curious, but kittens don't take too long to adjust to new friends. definitely keep an eye on their interactions the first few days or week, until they at least tolerate each other. but i'm sure she'll soon be playfully batting at dog and cuddling and purring with her. I've seen it happen. yay mammals!
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hey stranger......cats piss on your clothes and u dont smell untill u are already out and everyone talks about how u smell like cat piss
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I am genuinely pleased by the prospect of your new kitty. I got that jab in my side the other night indicating my desire for a kitten: not my full-grown cats, but a kitten. It comes and goes from time to time. If I got pregnant with kittens instead of human babies, I don't think I'd ever use protection. Two months of gestation at a time...See you when the summer heat falls upon the South.
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I went down to the river and I played dry.
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Hey, hey! I hope everything is getting better for you in good 'ole Alabama! (Awfully hilly there, huh?) I was writing to let you know that next Friday we are going to take Jess out to eat and then have a little "girls night" at my house before the wedding! If you are in town come one over, I know Jess would love it if you came, as would I!
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I love you so much, Kristyn, and I cannot even fathom what you are going through. It sounds scary, indeed it is scary, and I wish there were something for you...a pill, a goddess, a magical kitty, a dreamcatcher...Something will come. I hope so. Love.
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Your review is up!
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Kiss-tyn! The Brits are all about some blackcurrant jam, and so am I. No champagne-tinged jellies as of yet. Hope you are happy(er?). I now know how you must've felt to leave Xannie. Why isn't there a biddy asleep on my bed or reminiscing on the windowsill? Sigh. Thanks for the abstract kiss. Love.
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`Rose White and Rose Red / rose up in my head.` I miss you, dear. I saw Bob and he's a clucky, fun mess. I miss seeing you guys often. Now I don't see you almost ever. What am I to do?
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thank you for still writing here. i am learning a lot right now.
we think about you.
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sweetheart, what happened? i understand if you can't bring it up now, but you've always got my love and tech support, no matter how far away you are (physically, mentally). kisses and everything i can offer- bee
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Hey! I was just writing to let you know that Kick Ass Reviews would love to review your diary and that you would be one of the first ones. Just come on by and stop in, give us a go. Thanks!
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Did you ever get my e-mail a few weeks ago darling? I may have the wrong address.
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u know how life is....especially if ur a writer.......if life was good there would be nothing to write about
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Crickets in a city of asphalt. What exactly were we smoking that night? And on the 16th floor of all places. We should do that again.
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i used to know a girl and wrote poetry and such and sometimes she would talk to me and about alcohol and i wonder where she is and if u see her tell her i sed hi
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Are you lying merely cities away? Are you smoking up the living room, ashing in the bedroom, laughing in the red room? Are you drinking on the washing machine, coughing on the coffee table, dropping pills from your pants legs and murmuring on the way into the bathroom? Do give me a ring before you run off again, dear. If it happens you can't, I won't smote you. (Much love.)
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I have a friend who had that done. She said it is the most painful thing she has ever had to do. It makes you have contractions and shit. Did they make you do the whole five minutes? Doctors suck...atleast until you find the right one. Trust me on this!
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Not a reply to any specific entry... Just writing to say that I miss you. Things have been... strange... lately, and I really haven't allowed myself any friends at all. However, I think I've gotten past my oh-so-trite Issues-with-a-capital-I, so there should be more me from now on. I plan on sending you a big ugly postcard very soon. *hug*
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I just got your note in my guestbook... Thank you, very much. :)
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hello hello....ive been working too much and not drinking and writing,pesky parents have been sneaking into my hard drive and complaining about how i write....next month i move out.....hopefully...i havent written anything worth shit lately but i did leave an upperdecker in the bathroom of a local dive.....hit me up sometime shorti
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I was watching Joel perform Friday, Saturday night and Sunday afternoon among other things. Didn't really feel like going to the party anyway.
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I'm sorry I was such an insufferable bore on the telephone. I was a bit blissful all night, and I didn't really become interesting until I was near sleep, and at that point my only audience was essentially Bob and his Ashley. It was a lovely, lovely party. I even elicited an "Ooh, girl" when my age was discovered. I seem older, did you know? I got amazing wonderful books and oh, it was simply amazing. Thank you a million times for calling me, regardless of my lack of skill at phone talking. Also, you sound just fucking like Shanna on the telephone. I didn't believe you two, but ooh, girl.
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You had better come to me birthday party. :( This has been rehearsed, and much more determined, but tonight I'm just a little forlorn that you can't come. Someone needs to smoke the room into a daze and give me a hug of some sort. Anyway, at least be there in spirit, if you really, REALLY can't come. Love, love, love.
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did you get my email? I must know the mailing addresses of Brad and Shanna, if not also Jessica, Misty, and Bob. Melty fun!
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peach champagne?! Oh, my god, I must have some!
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My apologies, love. You'll need to bring that copy of Hamlet when you come down. I need to read the part about Ophelia and if we're right about the drowning in ankle deep water, I'll need to read it aloud for the purposes of handing Leah her ass.
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I have just e-mailed you! I really love this newest thing you put into your diary. I can't tell if it's meant as a poem, but it doesn't matter. It's amazing.
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hi dear...your pillowcase never tires of confusion. more and more i talk to my dog. the words are harder now that they're faster, i'm sure you know how that feels. don't come back to the stinky water and heat just yet. go get a smoothie and watch a david lynch film instead. lost highway, anyone?
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Tell me all of your things you need to tell people. I love all that madness bullshit. Why the hell do you think I love Plath so goddamned much?
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Hey! You should come to H'burg on Saturday because Kyle is having his bye-bye party. He leaves in 11 days for Oregon! Do come. Come see us. We love you and miss you.
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I had a blissful time, too. It was wonderful to see you again, and talk for so long. Sometimes talking like that is so important, but it seems it only happens rarely, now. Or maybe I'm just not noticing. And how is your ovary? I was going to call and check up, but whatever forces intercepted me did. It's obvious after this window has been open for about an hour, that I have nothing more to say. A lot of love to you.
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hey lady! too bad it's monday now instead of sunday. did you come through yesterday? i hate that i missed you if you did. i have a wee gift for you that was to find its way through the mail soon enough, but it would nice to hand it to you personally. kisses.
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i am here. in hattiesburg. sorry you didn't get a postcard from london...nobody did. not sure of my address at the moment. will give it to you soon. i haven't been able to check my email in yonks (it hasn't worked), and i don't have a phone yet. i'm hard to get in touch with. love you.
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I just tried calling the Shad house. Methinks they're at work and you're on the computer. You've just got to tell me if you're available tonight, until late. Misty wants to go over at midnight when she gets off of work, and I'd love to go sooner and hang out until late. What do you say, my darling?
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School has started. It is harder to come to terms with myself in a new atmospehere than it is to come to terms with aforementioned atmosphere, I have decided. New teachers scare the shit out of me. I want the same teachers as last year, the same classmates, however dismal the prospect of simply repeating a less than fantastic past. But it was comfortable, safe. I knew everyone and how much eye-rolling I could get away with. I could ask my black english teacher if her grading system was harsh on me "just because I'm black." I'm uncomfortable but my horoscope says sex and money on my birthday. If it's wrong, someone's going down.
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I've always thought the days of the weeks were some of the best words in the english language.
And the phrase "cellar door".
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I got your letter. I intend to respond as soon as I have time/energy. School starts in a fucking week. Goddamnit. Leah is supposed to be back, and I hope she is. The poems you have up at eee are wonderful, as per usual. I need to post poetry somewhere for feedback, but I never do. ♥
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Thank you for the guestbook message. I apologize for takin' so long to respond -- I'm totally disorganized these days and fallin' behind in pretty near every area of life. The chipmunks I feed seem to like two treats in particular: sunflower seeds and banana chips. Maybe yours will share the same taste. Warmest regard, Xtine
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I doubt this is what you need to hear, but goddamnit, I feel the same fucking way. I've been expressing it for a few weeks, only without the eloquence you have for knowing exactly what it is you meant. Also, I got your letter and I plan a big, huge, monster e-mail. Love!!
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Are Ashley and crew still over there? Do you know when they're coming back? Bob emailed me his phone number in London when I told him I was going trans-atlantic. Email me someone's number over there, I'd love to get in touch with someone. - hippiechick24@hotmail.com
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burping..............gins good....mmmm hmmmm.....but drink me under the table u would not........ud be tasting juniper at your funeral....gin makes me wild ditto for tequila...only special occasions i drink these...im a bourbon fan....which whiskey bottle are u?................if u say the one in a preserve jar im on my way
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ps: what's with the new profile quote you wrote about bob?
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hey honey, how are you? I've been thinking about you and hoping you're likeing your new environment. send me please your actual mailing address b/c I have the coolest story to send to you. you'll love it (I hope). axl rose wrote and intro to it and it's based loosely on "november rain" and "stranged".
much also to converse about.
so cool.
I miss you tons and love you even more.
e-mail me when you get a chance.
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thanks for the compliment in my comments. ya, love. ain't it fucking grand? =) glad you dug the banner.
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I'm so curious about the new film, though. I was disappointed to know that it focused on the entire marriage, rather than simply on Sylvia. Does it follow the subsequent divorce and suicide? I doubt I'll avoid it simply for Frieda. I jumped for joy when it was announced. The book really pissed me off, though. Do you know if the children have made any statements about it? I saw it at the bookstore, yesterday, and practically threw it.
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Yay for crazy dead chicks...
"When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?"
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Anne Sexton lights my fire all the way. The very idea of hearing Sylvia Plath's voice is disheartening. I want her to be a bit of a fiction for me. There's this new book about her, "Wintering," and I'm fucking pissed about it. It's about Sylvia as a mother and a person. And fuck, leave her alone, you know? She is DEAD. At this point, making her feel like a good person is silly.
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no job....no money...no woman...back to normal..i have to go to the mountains and work for a week ....this weekend....maybe some good writing material......
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Yes, I'm responsible for the bizarre little mess of html crap that I so laughingly refer to as 'my template'. I've thought about gettin' help or borrowin' another one from somebody who knows what they're doin', but then I realized the mess is as much reflection of me as what I write in my entries. Warmest regards, Xtine
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P.S.: I almost forgot to compliment you on your template. The graphic you've chosen is one of the most compellin' I've ever seen in my life.
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Thank you for readin' my diary and takin' the time to leave a note. The question you asked regardin' 'my better angels' is one I respond to via e-mail several times a week so I've decided to answer it in my next diary entry. Warmest regards, Xtine / Squirrel X
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im drunk........and i suppose we can make each other write.....this will do.......illl talk redneck cus we hav somdems in delaware.....jus suposing.....dont nobody bring out no possums...aint no redneck but id like to be un......live in a trailer and drink my miller light and watch nascar and root for kurt busch
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kristyn, you must read "the hours." must. now. go.
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ahhh....krystyn....finding a job sucks...i havent had time to write....actually i have but certain entities have kept me from the computer,,,,,,please send me links for the poetry sites u wanted me to see for the only thing i am good at is pounding on these ivories....or cream colored things....beerandpoetry only show the poems they want to show most of my poems that i thought were good werent excepted......i hate them,,,,,one time i got real drunk and sent them an angry letter and they didnt care and they didnt remove my poetry completely from the site so now i try to tone them down some.....but if they kickedme off id never would have encountered your poetry which i believe to be the strongest and the best i can identify with....feel free to send me a line whenever u want....tell me a little about your self,where u live,over the next couple months i am considerind writing a series of short stories or even a novel...but the writers block has arrived ....i have nothing to say untill i put the pen down or walk away from the compuyter then i forget its importance,,,,.....aloha from delaware
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I love days where I spend a long time reading... I just have a horrible attention span.
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you're in Bermingham, right? I would suggest getting in touch with the gay/lesiban etc. community center. There's also a lot of great stuff on line. the Human Rights Campaign is a good start and I'm sure there's more local stuff where you are. Always nice to piss of conservatives.
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Wow. I'm quite in love with your poetry... I couldn't help but imagine you speaking it while I read it; you definitely have a unique voice in your works and I'm in awe.
Also, I never got your mailing address. I wanna send you stuff, so send me your address at monsieurxander@aol.com
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I knew what was twine? twine??
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I went to the reading, because I made you a c.d. and wanted you to have it, but you were absent, to spend time with Brad and Shanna before you left. Is it strange to wish you weren't going, even though I really hardly know you? (Poetry brings you closer.) I read "Empty the Closet" in your honor, but I forgot to say that. (They forced me to do it, anyway.)
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Rhett was such a romantic...but we discussed that already. Drink that brandy! Or slurp that champagne jelly!
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we're all Aries, all three of us, you, thomas lanier and myself. I would love to visit his Columbus home...before he moved to St. Louis. From what I hear they never mention his sexual orientation in the little museum they set up to him. that makes me sad-I mean, they celebrate his genius but ignore an aspect of his life that affected everything he wrote and did after the age of 20. Oh well.
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couldn't find your e-mail address, so I'm relegated to the diaryland notes page. Anyway, all the poetry in the folder you gave me is wonderful. You should e-mail me at RehabFuture@aol.com, so I can send you my address and all that mess. When are you fleeing the state? xoxo
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thank you thank you babylove. and you should look forward to coming up on the 27th...i cleaned out my closets from when i was tiny in high school and you have a whole new wardrobe. by the way...yes i will definately come to visit you an hour away.
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i think i will be in town on the 27th and the next day. maybe. i will try very hard to see you before you go. but as for coming out to see you in birmingham, i don't think i can do it before i go to london. but i need kristyn and stephen time in front of the tv or sitting talking or something because it hasn't happened in a long time. and i miss it. and you. so i think after i get back from london would be a good time to go see you (though i'm not sure if i can do it then either...august or september. let's make it sometime in that general time-frame.) send me your b'ham address so i can send you a postcard from london (and maybe one from missouri, though i won't be there very long at all). love you.
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You rock my socks, Kristyn. Fuck the so-called social norm. We can lavish in our behavior together. Also, you would look mad awesome in Whore of Babylon jewels and gear. You'd be quite the stiffener.
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I don't know if Alex is going to the QAF gathering. Maxx and I want to go, but we might not because a friend of ours from Natchez came into town. I'd definitely like to go to next week's poetry reading.
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Right on. Any movie in which the shero makes people sing Let's Do It and hits the bad guys so hard their children will come out bruised has my approval. The poetry you read at the party was awesome, by the way. Are you coming to that reading at the coffeeshop Wednesday?
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I finally received my precious gift from you! Thank you. It is an awesome book, and I will cherish it.
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I hear you dig dark Jewish boys. Me too! I have a list.
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I feel as if I should know you. And yet, I don't.
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Alright, you orange tramp-ho. You are now a demon of jaundice. go forth and be yellow.
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No...I prefer the innocent fair skinned young lads. I think I am a pervert in hiding. I like it when their hair is semi-ling too...WAIT! What am I saying? I like BIG men with hairy chest, curly-q hair and named Paul. Thats it, thats the ticket! We will come on Tuesday, but we cannot stay long because I must come back to this hell the next morning. Gus-O said he would be there.
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you're a white boy and you're girlfriend is a white boy, too.
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hey hey...i might possibly come down to visit Wednesday afternoon, but I am not sure yet. Hmm....We'll see. Any objections?
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my moral dipstick? it's about 2 drops short of bone dry....stupid ass haircut.
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Somewhere beyond the sea, somewhere waiting for me.....
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It really is sad how good sex can make you blind, but after that little experience I don't think it will happen again. DAMN good-looking, lanky shitheads for boys! As shitty as they can make you feel sometimes I don't think I would get rid of my dreams for anything, they can really make me think sometimes and then later I can write really long, boring diary entries about it. The kitties say "meow".
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You have to fist me in order to get the bullet out, and only then will you have proven your love for me and your knowledge about the matrix. there is no matrix...only zuel.
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hey kristyn, I want to be drunk and on the coast with you and bob...instead I'm up in hellburg just getting in from a long and arduous night at work. and have to be back there in less than 7 hours. make it go away. why didnt you come out with us sat night? I'll be back again this coming weekend, so you better allot some time for us to hang out.
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Oops. That doesn't make a whole lot of sense if you think that last note was left by Joel, when in fact it was left by the actual hoebitch....hehe...i didn't realize i was signed on underneath his name. Tehehehe
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Damn, I thought you were the genuine hoe-bitch with bit in...perhaps i was wrong, or you are delusional. I love you!!
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"Chicken Soup for the BiPolar Alcoholic Writer's Soul" would be awesome, i think.
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Hey, Kristyn. You've lost that loving feeling....yes you have....(break into song now....) I love you!
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i thought maybe old people. but living in a brothel would be more fun. so long as i could just point and laugh.
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boys....are....trouble. repeat: boys....are....trouble. whenever you think you need to get laid, think about how creepy errol is. and then we can go vibrator shopping. bzzzzzzzz.
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of course i will... how far do i have to travel? i am LOVING the book you gave me!!! THANK YOU. i say WEEEEE everytime i read from it. i've been hosting crazy poetry readings in parking lots across the coast. i especially like this one called bitch by carolyn kizer. good stuff. so, i just made invites to my oh so fabulous paint party and i just know that you'll be there. it's on the 10th of may and i will give the invite very soon... maybe even tonight. yes, tonight. i will see you tonight if you are there. what a GREAT idea. kisses ~misty
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dammit, ho! i haven't abandoned you! "serial dating"= dating a series of people that you don't necessarily like all that much; in fact, it's better if you don't like them very much at all. (from the dictionary of terms that stephen uses to apply to things, whether or not those terms are the correct ones for those things, 5th ed.). yes, i miss you like the drummer in def leppard misses his arm (oh...that was horrible.).
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i realized that i haven't left a note for you, so here's one: I LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE 50-CENT!
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I told Joe about the card. He said it would be ok to mail it. This weekend was really really nice. I'm glad I called out of boredom and hauled everyone down to the coast. I should do it more often. Much much much love!
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also, have you read who's afraid of virginia woolf? because you would love it.
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oh, the kittens didn't say anything in particular. we just chatted, as far as i can remember. as for Peter and Sally, well honestly, I just don't remember enough to fully discuss, but I do believe they're much more well-balanced than our heros. tell me what you think to revive my memory.
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Well, I like Septimus better. But can you really say he was the stronger of the two? He didn't have to hide anything. He didn't have to push anything down, give anything up. Clarrisa had to give up a passionate relationship and live her entire life behind a fascade that represented only a small fraction of her personality. And Septimus kills himself, for goodness sake! I see that as a huge weakness. Granted, he escaped his problems, but still. It's been about a year since I've read it though, so I don't remember all the details, but it's interesting stuff. Damn, I love literature discussions! :)
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mrs. dalloway, very nice. which is a more tragic character, septimus or mrs. d herself?
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Where are you going, love? Of course it's ok that you didn't come down, although I wish I could have been there for you when the womb room came tumbling down. You can always call and I'll always come.
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Oh yeah, i forgot to say before....you know too much about the matrix, therefore you must die.
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Can I have your room when you are gone? Hehehehe. Love you!!!! I will drive that five hours to see you too whenever i can. and knob boy will be with me, and possibly an occasional frat boy just t keep your attention. Love you.
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You click on something or other to be a Demon of Jaundice...but you certainly are one, by association! And that's the determining factor. But I shan't be at the party, for my asthma is a bitch. Let me know the next weekend you are free and I will come. Give Xanny-cutie my love.
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looks like the night didnt go as planned. it was healthy though. i hope that should find the necessity to conquer it. kisses and photos of racheal olive. i always loved pale girls with art on their minds. wink wink
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i got a message from stephen saying that you'd like me to be around the wednesday you get the colposcopy. of course i can be there, dear. what date and time? wednesday of spring break, right (not this coming one, but the one after that)?
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thank you dear. oooh i do like your new layout. very very nice. by the way, who is this other hattiesburg ashley?
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do share the drama. but i don't think we're ever going to meet...everytime you're in town, i'm not. and whenever you're supposed to show up, if i'm there, it never happens. very odd.
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It's true, It's true. Though in all honesty, without landmarks in the Mississippi Delta, I usually just tell people I lived about an hour or so south of Memphis. It's just easier that way. Or when I'm particular uppity, I'll mention that I lived about a mile from Parchmen. Randomly, I like the new template.
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i'm confused. What meds? What irregualar cells? is kristin physically okay? i read that her mind is tired and that it hurts for something undefined, but how about it's tool, it's body?
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hey girlie!! what quote are you talking about? the one about only the brave can live with love (in so many words)?
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please don't fall apart. please please don't fall apart. i can't handle someone else that i love falling apart right now.
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no jilu is not bob's 16 year old girlie. jilu is in her twenties, is getting married, is best friends with shereen, and works at bebop record shop. she is tres cool.
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hahahaaaaa! fat girl in a prom dress!! just for you!
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no, i haven't been fired yet...though i have begun stealing from the bastards (i'm serious). ummm, i'll try to figure out if we even have those magnets before i steal one for you (yes, i plan on robbing them as opposed to spending the small amount that the magnet would cost). on another note, hopefully i will soon be a waiter at a sushi restaurant (as opposed to a book-bitch). and, just for the record, you told me not to tell anybody you let me have that picture (the truth is: i just mentioned in passing that i wanted it, you took the initiative to print it out and hand it to me). and i didn't tell anybody. you just told on yourself.
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yes! i read king leer. i love it. i want to read the cliff's notes too just in case i missed something amongst the old english.i will be there (i'm there right now) tonight!!
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congratulations on this new outpouring of words. girly stuff does strange things to pretty girls' minds...
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i lost my head. i made my bed all by myself, now i don't sleep in it so well - juliana hatfield----just remember that nice pleasant moments are considerably less catostrophic than big bad falling back in love moments
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ho.
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It'll be Friday soon enough and then you, myself, and the homeless gimp I found digging through my garbage, will all go out and do some coke.
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red, orange, green. children, landscapes, details. fear, innocence. lips.
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i thought of you as my mountaintop, i thought of you as my peak. i thought of you as everything i had but i could not keep. - the velvet underground
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"i like it here with you.", "then stay for awhile." god i love that movie. by the way, you need to fix your archives page. your new entries aren't showing up. the directions are in the news section somewhere. it's really easy.
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i've got to know what name you chose. i feel validated in my existence now. thanks kristyn :)
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definitely. i'd also be much interested to read more of your stuff...
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oh kristyn, how you rock. coming to my defence and defending your own honor as queen of conceit. *shakes her head in amused delight*
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congratulations on all your writing accomplishments! you are so bad-ass, you should know that forever and ever.
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Death Cab for Cutie. Oh yes, I can do a comp for you. Discovering them was like discovering indie music in general..."i hung my favorite shit on the floorboard, wrinkled up from pulling, pushing and tasting, tasting" - 405
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You're Kung-Fu is the best.
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Hello, hello. Just a note to say that a) I love your diary, and b) anyone who likes both Elvis Costello and Greg Dulli deserves the Ajax Award of High Merit.
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