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October 02, 2006 10:49 AM EDT --
Unlike many budding wannabe writers, I do not fancy myself a poet. I know I don't have a poetic bone in my body, and I cannot ryhme nor measure to save my mother. A metaphysical conceit . . .
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September 24, 2006 08:27 PM EDT --
I found the proper batteries, after much travail, and have regained full use of my camera. Thus, I no longer need to touch every lamp post I walk past or avoid walking in front of or behind any grey . . .
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November 15, 2006 09:26 AM EST --
When I was a little girl, I used to look down at my chest in dismay. I told myself, "Self, when you're in your twenties, you'll have developed a proper feminine physique."
But . . .
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January 27, 2007 11:12 AM EST --
I was just released from the emergency room after a brief stay for having collapsed from exhaustion at the train station. A thorough medical examination ruled me perfectly healthy apart from . . .
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September 24, 2006 07:23 AM EDT --
Some people, when they get high, create masterful works of art. Some write, some paint, some write songs and enliven the hills with the sound of muuuuuuuu-siiiiiiiiic. I, on the other hand, . . .
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November 05, 2006 07:53 PM EST --
Dear World,
I have to ask you something; why can you never make up your mind? You have pulled the wool over my eyes since the day I was born. You have dirty tricks up your round little . . .
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September 23, 2006 08:07 PM EDT --
Attenuating the feelings of guilt and worthlessness and general psychical malaise at having lost my wallet still seems too much to demand of the Fates, and as if to rub salt to the wound, I've . . .
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September 29, 2006 11:10 PM EDT --
Here are twenty-five things that I've thought about without any external provocation except for the recent profound influence of marijuana.
1. finding a piece of paper in your back . . .
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September 30, 2006 12:01 AM EDT --
Rittle Led Hiding Rood
Rittle Led Hiding Rood fived in the lorest with her fother and mather. One day she decided to bring her grandmother a basket of jread and bam.
She reached her crandmother's . . .
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October 02, 2006 08:54 PM EDT --
We only have two seasons in Scandinavia, but we have sixteen months; January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, November, November, November, November, . . .
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October 27, 2006 09:00 AM EDT --
Artistic movements across the ages have asserted that when one places constrictions upon one's work, one paradoxically expresses oneself on a more cerebral- and thus more effective -level. Danish . . .
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November 25, 2006 07:39 PM EST --
I come from the land of the ice and the snow
The midnight sun where the hot springs blow
I come from a squid who wrangled with a whale
And I live at the bottom of a rubbish pail . . .
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September 21, 2006 10:09 AM EDT --
I see there is now a group in which I can post top-ten lists. This is a blessing and a curse upon my obsessive-compulsive minimalism. Either way I shall take advantage of the opportunity to . . .
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October 12, 2006 02:04 AM EDT --
Everyone here posts jokes, so why should I not? The following two numbered sub-entries are my favourite jokes in the long history of mirth.
1. Your mother (a.k.a. "yo momma") has . . .
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September 25, 2006 05:33 PM EDT --
I'm sure you are probably weary of my incessant comparisons between North America and Europe. If you are, please accept this brief introduction as a disclaimer and an apology, because the . . .
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October 30, 2006 08:34 PM EST --
There is a mural between a metro station and a shopping centre just a few blocks away from my apartment. I will withold a thousand-word description of this mural in favour of a picture of it that's . . .
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January 22, 2007 11:44 PM EST --
"A horrid little thing made everything go all peculiar..."
O, untouched Miranda, when will I sweep you off your feet and carry you over the would-be threshold that is the border of Denmark and . . .
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October 16, 2006 06:12 PM EDT --
A classic trait of people without all their teacups in the cupboard- or at least not all arranged as they should be -is the organisation of one's thoughts as some form of narrative. A hypothetical . . .
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November 13, 2006 04:48 PM EST --
I have to be honest with you, dear readers. I'm a little weary of posting so much ponderous and existentially-beleaguering material here. I fear even I may be misrepresenting myself to . . .
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November 13, 2006 06:45 PM EST --
I think I have cancer, but at least I'm not a dwarf.
My bedroom window doesn't close and it's cold outside, but at least I'm not fat.
I've been an undergrad since I was nineteen and . . .
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