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most likely not, i guess..
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yes!?
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if i hadn't logged in to look for something, i'd've never known you're back. drop me a hello (@idlechic.net) sometime, stranger.
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yay! the return of the might! (which is much like the return of the mack, only less 90's r&b.)
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caterwaul : |
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hm. i didn't get an email. you sent to heathen@vatican.com? could you resend and cc hmcmurphy at gmail dot com?
thank you!
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the following quote made me love you all the more (plus the tomwaits in your guest book helps even more)
" I love to proofread for people I know, because I my comments can be exactly what I'm thinking, even if what I'm thinking is "this makes you sound like a stupidhead," or "this sentence makes me think of groups of Orcs roaming the countryside, only really mediocre and with a lot of group projects."'
do you like being a librarian even though you aren't actively one right now? i need a new career after i have a baby and take a few years off
i'm tired of computers. and do you think it's hard to become a children's librarian? because really, that's all i'd want to be.
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i'm not sure what the deal with microwave cooking is. i heat burritos and such in it, reheat pizza, etc., but i've never made real food in one. the texture is all wrong.
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damn - my guestbook entry vanished. good to see you back! please forgive about the job (i had no idea!!) and lick the dingo for me. there is *heart* beaming to you from SF, although a bit estranged atm. *smile* or is it strange...?
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i think tauri are born to love salt. i often imagine myself buying a keychain sized salt lick for the hubs...
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Howdy. Have you listen to the new Thermals disc. Makes my heart race, hey. (The Western Mass vernacular for ending a sentence)
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(Well, I mean, I didn't entirely lie! I did keep your other one. But I had thought I'd kept 'might' there as well, is what I meant! Sorry for the confusion and multi-noting!)
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Oh my! I lied! I _didn't_ keep you on my list! But you are back now! (Should have known optimism didn't sound like me!)
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It's like an early christmas present! Hooray and hoorah! Glad to see some new words from you! (And glad I had enough silly optimism to keep you on my list in ever-hopefulness!)
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yippee! yes, ive done a lot of regressing and growing and getting knocked up, and getting un-knocked up...and getting hitched and drunk and stupified...but you're back!
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bebelua : |
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um. this makes me so excited i could cry. but uh. no pressure or anything. [hi! i miss you!]
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austerity : |
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lady i have been trying to email you and both of the addresses i tried have bounced. i would try to call you except i lost my old phone book in one of my moves and i don't think it's a current number anyhow. liz dot lowry at gmail dot com !!! write to meeeeeeee! i miss you!
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ozmodiar : |
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I lost your e-mail address in a computer rebuild. If you e-mail me at ozmodiar192 at the hotmail and the dot and the com then I will have your e-mail address again.
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bootygrrl : |
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*pouty* may i have a pass please?? vicegrrlATyahooDOTcom
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I am saddened by the locking of the diary. Therefore, I am knocking and giving my email in a kind of pre-password hope fit: spunkygypsy @ myfastmail . com.
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shamsi9 : |
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email me the codes
shure9@excite.com
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starzero : |
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glass walls and oval domes. where i misplaced a singing rose.
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novembre : |
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gah! you're locked. if you should wish to include me in a password list, i'd be much obliged. let me know, thefactory @ spume.net, yes?
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robotheart : |
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ay yo. what's with the clampdown!??! hope you're ok.
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the29th : |
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no no no. i'm hoping the lock is temporary. be well, mighty might
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shamsi9 : |
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was it your birthday? happy birthday if it was. i am following someone else's lead here...what's different that you might've felt different?
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um...happy birthday? :D
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novembre : |
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think of the moptop cows. they shall brighten your day in a shaggy bovine way.
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shamsi9 : |
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thank you for the long note. i know a lot of it is that i just have to hang on. i am hanging on. i am trying.
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indeed matey, the sea's are crappy out! ::passing a bottle of beer:: luv ya!
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man you are the goods. ahoy!
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2 things, both of which will make me sound like a total curmudgeon! 1) actually, i'm a nonmeater, and i don't like animals one bit! or rather, i'm not an 'animal lover.' although sea otters totally crack me up. 2) this is going to sound like such vegetarian propaganda, but as much as i worried about my diet being limited, i actually don't feel like it has been at all. i eat pretty much the same way, and i've learned to be a bit more experimental. the only time i feel restricted is when i go out to eat and there's maybe 2 things on the entire menu i can eat. which may be why i spend too much time at home eating burritos and watching silly tv. xo j.
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i've probably said it before but i love your life. i hope you have mittens and a long stripey scarf but not one from the gap.
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i agree. and i am in a place where i am reaching out over and over and being the squeaky wheel so i can get the grease. i am experiencing life as a homeless mentally ill person and how easy it would be for me to fall between the cracks right now if it weren't for family and friends.
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As a fellow ANTM addict... it just sucks you in. Resistance is futile. The last episode is only an hour away! I am so excited and... I am so sad and pathetic.
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i used to do that!! i'd chew up peanuts really good then stick out my tongue with all that mess on it and say it was peanut butter. no one was ever really that amused. :(
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likeaforest : |
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when will you and diaryland make up? i miss your frequent entries.
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don't have the time to read this all right now as i am hungry and i always eat when i am hungry
but i am fearful of your vocab and dedication to words as a form of communication
i like tears, sighing
holding my breath til my eyes bug out and finally cross--babies and babytalk
anything but newer and bigger words
also contact lenses seem like a torture device to me and glasses make even a jock seem instantly cool
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Look who is back! Well, not back in that sense. But I am back to visit and read and leave unexpected notes that will cheer. Take care, lady.
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I just had to come... and I am glad I did.
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my bizarre habbit is legendary--do your wacky sheet thing!
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myeels : |
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I HATE putting clean sheets on the bed!
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i called tom and he said ham on rye
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that last entry reminded me: i have a very delicious almond sugar cookie recipe (which may very well be the world's best almond sugar cookie recipe, i think!) which i'd be happy to pass along, if you are so inclined. although it seems quite likely that you're up to your eyeballs such recipes? ...but then again, is there really such a thing as too many cookie recipes? hmm..
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hey.
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your life makes me feel content
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shamsi9 : |
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that never happens to me. i like those belgian frites. with mayo for ketchup.yum.
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shamsi9 : |
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you rule the school. my throat hurts.
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shamsi9 : |
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yeah. clarity.
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the29th : |
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yay for good feeling in the shoulders and such. be well.
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shamsi9 : |
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come here and hug me. ok. nevermind. sleep hangover, that's like the feeling of valerian.
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candoor : |
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intrigued and I can not tell you why... but maybe one day i might...
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shamsi9 : |
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yentl lives! and she smells of eucalyptus!
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i get rid of things. i am gonna be thirty and all i have are some milkcrates and guitars. soon i will have nothing. pity me.
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dear miss might, i read 'mirror, mirror' the day before yesterday and oh yes! such a treat! i almost wish i hadnt' read it in a day, but i didn't want to put it down. but i remember you said you were interested in? intrigued by? lucrezia borgia, and i wonder if you have read any books about those crazy borgias and have any recommendations? i got all curious now too. what a neat story. the maguire, i mean, not all that poison and intrigue. but maybe that too. xo.m.
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psst. what's your email?
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o dear might, it's been ages! so many ages in fact, that i'm starting to wonder about this whole mixtape trading business. (and incidentally, as i have a cd burner now, i'm finding tapes o so terribly pase.) just imagine: i was forced to go from st. louis to california with nothing to listen to but a best of billy cosby tape and a lovely but somewhat tone deaf boy who likes to do conor oberst impressions! o my.
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oh oh oh i am glad it is good. 'lost' was such a disappointment. (i was just browsing the village voice best-ofs and there kept being an ad for the 'wicked' musical across the top and um i kinda want to go. too bad i'm not there anymore.) i almost bought a copy tonight but that would have involved shopping at a B&N and though it would have been cheaper, i am off to powell's this weekend, and thus think i will keep my indie (bookstore) cred intact. can't wait, though. xo.m.
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weeme : |
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You know, darling might, I have no problem what-so-ever imagining you as a wee girlchild, snuggly installed in a window seat somewhere, sipping on hot chocolate pouring over a book, a furry menagerie gathered around you purring and panting and a whole plethora of friendly spiders weaving beautiful cobwebby messages just for you. I've no problem imagining that at all!
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the29th : |
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Indeed I will, m'dear.
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shamsi9 : |
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have you thought about putting a notes buton on your page? i prolly don't have one...so...but it would be easier for me to check in with you when i'm on a foreign computer, as i am all the time these days.
o yeah, and i love you.
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o, the most recent adaptation of mansfield park is lovely, and i promise i'm not just saying that because of an unhealthy johnny lee miller fetish. (ahem) i'm very curious about wonder when you'll miss me; is it any good? i've read so many conflicting things about it that i ended up feeling much too indecisive to actually ever buy a copy. ps. the mixtape is still in progress; you should give me your address at some point soon.
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Oh, oh. Tell me how the igby movie and the auster book are, I'm pondering those myself.
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robotheart : |
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i try to show you but you drive it back...:)
love is real - not fade away.
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likeaforest : |
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okay, apparently i'm a complete dictator when it comes to making mix tapes, because i'm nearly finished with side one and it didnt even occur to me to ask you what to put on it. wee. i like indie stuff generally, but wouldn't mind a bit of ella fitzgerald or eminem. let me know if you have any specific preferences too, yes? -- jolie ps. this morning on npr i heard something about a new librarian action figure. thought you should be the first to know.
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ps. if you can weasel a tape player out of your roommate, that'd be lovely. let the mix tape making begin!
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i really can't decide which is more distressing: the fact that i'm not able to read even half the amount of books you are in a month, or the fact that i haven't heard of the majority of books on your list at all! perhaps i should really rethink this whole going to grad school for lit bruhaha. o dear.
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ps. how does one vomit and get it up one's nose? i am so very disgusted. but also slightly impressed.
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likeaforest : |
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you should so keep a book log! i find my own to be very helpful, mostly because i have a lousy memory and probably wouldn't be able to keep track otherwise, but also because it's occasionally good fun to steal glimpses of it and feel a certain sense of satisfaction and productivity (although that's embarrassing to admit, so don't tell anyone i said that). plus, i'm terribly nosey and like to spy on what other people are reading. o! by the way, would you really like to swap mix tapes, or were you just getting my hopes up? --jolie
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screemingink : |
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you really are simply amazing. xoxo, Miss Takes
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tapes! mix cds just don't have the same charm as mix tapes, i think. (well, that and i don't have a cd burner...)
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alas, sadly, i am petless. the picture is of my mum's old cat, circa 1962. someday, though, i would like to have a dog, and christen him alastair duckworth (after the terribly unknown jane austen scholar!). ...although this may make the other dogs snicker. hm. speaking of names, i still have no idea what yours is. is it top secret? perhaps you could tell me what it rhymes with.
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goodness, honorable mentions in nice journals is enough to make a girl feel like a rockstar! and for the record, i agree there's something mysteriously unpleasant about mr eggers. is it the overwhelming smugness, the relentless hipster coolness, or simply the unmanagable hair? it's awfully hard to say. if your bravery leads you to read something by him, let me know how it goes.
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angryquail : |
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I've never heard anyone say, or write, "y.w." for "you're welcome". Yikes!
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Yeah, it does make sense.
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neighborhood : |
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madame, i will have you know that i am slowly coming around, and i think i will perhaps write you a paper letter, since computators have become a strange animal to me.
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shamsi9 : |
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let there be lemonade, spitting, harmonies!
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Dear Might,
My computer is being very slow in deepest, darkest africa. I am a little cold and a little hungry for oatcakes and orange segments but I don't think we have any. I hope you are not sniffly anymore. I liked Arundhati Roy's speech, she came to my university once but I could not go and see her. If I had I would have liked her to sign my book to Ambassador Stick Insect.
love Delighted
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you know, i was a little confused about that ferret comment as well! but then i asked myself what would the discovery channel's motive be for intentionally filling my head with such lies, and i couldn't come up with one. i actually just finished fast food nation, too...and before that, i read erik marcus' book about veganism, which i wholeheartedly recommend if you, like myself, are currently on a kick of reading books aimed at scaring yourself silly.
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why, hello! it is a lovely thing to be randomly added to someone's favorites! especially when that someone updates their journal even more often than i do! it seems that there will always be something waiting for me to read when i get online.
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thisisjohn : |
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where did you take the personality test?
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thisisjohn : |
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theOnion is really funny.
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shamsi9 : |
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you make me feel brand new
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angryquail : |
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I am not talking about books. Instead I am complaining. :-( I think you aren't really talking about books, you are really making lists of books and CDs and the like. Very sneaky indeed.
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weeme : |
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O might... I got all tripped up in your guest book and of course it won't let me sign again right away, so here is what i really meant to say, all corrected. (Although "taping my toes" seems somehow a more fitting tribute than "tapping"): O might. The way you string words together makes me feel like singing. And perhaps also snapping my fingers and tapping my toes. Recently gorgeous word strings: "there is a house. there are some people, and maybe some trees. things happen and then it is nighttime and everyone sleeps." Also: "...different countries of meat." and of course " I feel like today i have a mouthful of muddy stones." I think that all those muddy stones? They're really little gems
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Very Strange Coincidence: I wrote about developing figures here, and THEN read your puberty entry (calliope). Very strange, indeed.
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Ketchup is the best. My boyfriend doesn't like it, but he likes everything else. Sour cream is also good. My grandma used to feed me cottage cheese and sour cream. I read that getting fat when you are small is crucial to puberty-growing. My figure would attest to that.
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Things other people like that I do not: Belle & Sebastian. Sigur Ros. Pickles, mustard, (sometimes) onions...cole slaw. Air conditioning. Most Beatles albums. Soda (well, sometimes). Coffee. Automatic windows. Anti-lock brakes and power steering. I never realized all this before.
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sugarpocket : |
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hrm. diaryland is supposed to send you your password for the locked diary. i will send it myself!
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ricka : |
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oh & i forgot to mention that ponder (il castrato) broke his toe & has a giant splint on his rear left leg & is wearing a giant plastic elizabethan collar to keep him from worrying the splint. he looks like a drunken lampshaded fratboy. he looks like a dork.
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ricka : |
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when you study things like art history and foreign languages, people assume that your memory will just collapse under the apparent rote-ness of it all unless they kindly give you mnemonics — which i always find distracting and inhibitory to proper memory-forming. worst mnemonic device, which i actually encountered at kenyon: "piscine" ("pool," french) can be remembered by "what do kids PISS IN." barf. barf.
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my hatred of the mnemonic device is a tide which will never be stemmed, although i am angry at sam for passing off the Au/Ag ones as his own, and angry at my self for not recognizing their provenance.
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i took it and i may not give it back
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angryquail : |
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I was about to log out and I figured I'd check my buddy list one more time, and just as I knew it, only you were red. Corned beef and cabbage is definitely not emo, it's too hearty.
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dingoes ate my baby
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angryquail : |
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I might be able to do it, but I have to go to bed for the dig tomorrow. Little girls need to get their sleep. I just left some great book recommendations in wateryone's notes, you should go check it out. There is nothing like reading in bed, no matter how you are feeling.
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You are krazy foolin' clever, and that is that. Read my latest entry called 'phone call from home', I'm sure you will find it quite awesome. I practiced violin for an hour today and I'm wearing braids and I'm going to a archaeo dig tomorrow. Doesn't that sound pleasant? Love, Claire
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keeds : |
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ahoy. i am a genius.
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hovergirl : |
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if the note you left me is so, then i feel an instant connection between us.
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shamsi9 : |
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meanies make me mad too. good luck with the aminals.
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angryquail : |
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Sara Crewes.
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ricka : |
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"harira pronounced"
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angryquail : |
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The OED rocks my world. I think I'll need a real copy...my parents are librarians. I'll see what I can scrounge up.
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angryquail : |
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Are you usually not on AIM? :-(
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angryquail : |
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You might be my favorite diaryland diary. (Somehow I don't think that's redundant.) Would it be possible to swap AIM names?
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CONGRATULATIONS!!!
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Aside from the drought, summer is very nice. I've never seen snow, so if you leave some of that for me I'll be happy to leave some warm evenings for you.
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i can't sign your guestbook again yet, damn time limits, so...is it mauriac's therese? balzac's eugenie grandet? racine's phedre? cause they are all on my nightstand. eugenie grande is my favorite. i like to read it and willa cather's a lost lady at the same time, and make the women meet in my head.
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I can't think of anything to say, except that I wrote that last winter and now since it's summer my hands are quite warm. I think it's winter where you are, though.
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ricka : |
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also, i had a dream in which (i am not kidding) your sf said to me, sort of swaying, "but the thing about [might] is that she doesn't know what to do when she stops." and you walked in the room and everyone shut up in that way when everyone is thinking, "speak of the devil."
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also, you realize, of course, what kinds of hits i am going to get NOW.
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ricka : |
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after you left, of course, the bio building was renamed higley hall. you could tell what year people were by their persistence in saying "bio aud."
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dcalien : |
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Sometimes you miss passing notes..so I am passing you one.
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robotheart : |
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damn that gbook thing! i forgot savoy truffle and i couldn't believe it. that song is great, and reminds me of something you would like.
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weeme : |
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if the stupid gbook would let me, I would tell you that I forgot an "n" in my last message. i meant any "song." I know that you will have figured that out, but i just wanted you to know I know you'll know. And I don't want to be a sog at all. it sounds damp and squishy and altogether unpleasant.
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weeme : |
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once again, i've been tossed out of your gbook.... I feel like crying when that stuid little "oops... you can't sign that fast again" thingie comes up. I feel like laying on the floor and tantruming like a three year old. I just wanted to tall you you've been writing super magical stuff lately. I love the hedgehoggy description and the house-bound wasp story. You have the most visual-arresting dreams ever. Come and live in my head for awhile, please. I promise to supply you with the best teas and to fill my brain with the smell of stew. There's room in there for the dingo and three kitties and when you are not whispering magical things to me, you can read and read and read and no one but me will know you are there.
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hehe
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smellyfinger : |
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Here's a sure way to make sure they're all nice next year. Bound their feet together in the yard. They'll love you for it.
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weeme : |
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Oh... I got all premature in the gbook and now it's snapped shut and won't let me sign again, so I'm resorting to yer notes. What I was gonna say: O thank you for the b-day wishes, mighty might. I feel all cosmic and freaked now and the theme from "Who's the Boss?" is swirling in my head. But it keeps getting confused somehow with the theme from "Family Ties". Maybe Tina Yothers was born on my birthday... and Justine Bateman on yours and the universe is just trying to communicate that the best way it knows how. Or something like that.
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ricka : |
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"gays speedos," "different love," "punk-loser-wouldurather"
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smellyfinger : |
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You have surely lived more than I. I have so many things left to see in life. I lack the experience of the defication and urination of a squirrel.
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smellyfinger : |
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I know exactly what is inside of a brick. You see, they would have you believe that its just more brick, BUT NO!!! It's not. There's a man in the center of every brick that has to come out of it in the middle of the night just to paint it red. You see, if you stare at a brick for a long time, you'll notice that it loses its color rather quickly. So there it is. All in front of you. Now you should take that knowledge and headbang to it.
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smellyfinger : |
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You see, it all corresponds to not wanting to eat any of the pie. Then you have to ask yourself, does this squirrel eat nuts, or is it nuts? If the answer is greater than the numeric value of 10, then you have a problem with the sanitation office for too many people eating off of the floor.
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"i-hi-hi might. and you-hoo-ooh might. but neither of us do, though. and neither of us will." that's modest mouse. meow.
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i love those oreos...ahhh..that is one of my favourite things about winter...mmm...oreos.
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teclo : |
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i didn't want a pity party. so i decided not to throw one. oh yes, yo no hablo espagnol. que hora est ?
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hthespy : |
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might, the entries about bitten off nails and hands that smell like four square were a joy to read. i relate. it's the noticing of small things.
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hthespy : |
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you are nice.
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inkedgal : |
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yeah, you show that throat who's boss. and if that doesn't work, a nice warm salt gargle will. i like being helpful. -j damn b.
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peth : |
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oh, Squirrel Hill. Wait. Squirrel Hill? And Shadyside? Do you have a Shadyside? I lived there for about 4 months. We used to drive up to the fancy supermarche in Shadyside. I think. I think I lived in North Oakland. It's been a while.
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peth : |
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'beyond belief' is my very favorite, except for maybe 'watching the detectives'. some one slipped fake meat into my turkey sandwich.
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enidhere : |
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endearing in a sort of way..hope you write more.
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drhead : |
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an IM, quick
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drhead : |
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you are cool like explosion noises. BOOSH!
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You keep us up to date with so much. keep it up.
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inkedgal : |
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you're the only person on here who updates as often as i do. not to mention your perchant for short entries. thank you. rocknroll. barnes.
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drhead : |
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thank you very much. you are very neat. results may vary. i no longer know what i am talking about. hi.
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its4me : |
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you like Elvis. therefore, you are very smart. in addition, you are now added to my favorites.
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ladypete : |
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i can spell. librarian. gosh.
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ladypete : |
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might. hm, librian, huh? i am supposed to start my graduate studies in about two weeks, but, i have cold feet. i think i need to read your archives... what was your focus?
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endless-loop : |
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Ooo, my first note! How nice of you!
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hermitage : |
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I must admit that I like your journal
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tea-queen : |
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I think it's funny that your profile said tea AND queen in it. Cause dude, that's so me.
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malice : |
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it's friday. get your motor runnin'. mwah!
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crumpett : |
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yay, i appear to be the first note. i find i am often the first note. well, this is all i am going to write. i like your diary. its musings are amusing. oh boy, that was awful...
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