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You got freedom; don’t throw it away

It’s refrigerator magnet poetry time. extraterrestrial life orbit earth fantastic UFO speed pod could martian glow green encounter alien spaceman (phil) +++ vaporize at sunset flee to their terrifying master feel … want eclipse now high yellow force distant wrinkle in thought (me) +++ live for space look for jupiter (me) +++ shining year many stood sighting spaceship outer space disc shock phenomenon (phil) +++ let’s suspend morning conquer … crash … explode get out…

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As the cadence carries me, I almost drift away

As I leafed through note after note last night it occurred to me that each letter from each of my old friends perfectly personifies the author. Just looking at the handwriting and the subject matter and the sentence structure would give a stranger such a clear insight into who these people were at that time. I wonder if any of my friends ever wonder what happened to those letters they gave me, and, beyond that,…

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Tell them anyway, and you can make it up as you go

I know my boyfriend better than any other person on this planet knows my boyfriend. But I don’t really know my boyfriend. I mean, I love him more than any person on this planet, but I don’t really know him, like he knows him. It’s odd. When you’re feeling down, all you really need to do is go to your car and retrieve from your trunk two shoeboxes filled with letters from your childhood friends…

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All my life is on me now, hail the pages turning

[Yay] I got a $25 gift card to Books-a-Million today. [Boo] I found out that design pay is going to be cut soon, thanks to our brilliant adviser who tells us not to worry about money and then asks us to cut payroll every other month. [Yay] I bought an ice cream cone from the KUC. [Boo] I got fooled by some silly Crush Calculator Web site I saw on Leslie’s blog. You can go…

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Come on, baby, give it all you’ve got, get into the power of the plot

Television linked to attention problems? You don’t say! Headline: Young children who watch TV may face risk of attention problems, researchers say By LINDSEY TANNER AP Medical Writer CHICAGO (AP) – Researchers have found that every hour preschoolers watch television each day boosts their chances – by about 10 percent – of developing attention deficit problems later in life. The findings back up previous research showing that television can shorten attention spans and support American…

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Takes a lot to make me crazy, and a lot is always going on

Looking for a new place to live is one of those things middle-class people get all giddy about. Until they actually have to do it. Then it becomes a chunky slice of purgatory, served up steaming and frustrating. I will be moving to Birmingham in a month and a half. I’ve found some strong possibilities for my future three-month home, but nothing that looks feasible. Everything is damned expensive. I want very badly to just…

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Finally

I have posted New York photos. To those of you who went and want any of them, feel free to rip them from this site. I’ll be posting all of the photos in high-res formats on a separate photo-hosting site later, so you can get better ones then, if you’d rather wait. Also, the art photos are finally up. And I’ve added a new Life in the Day. Enjoy.

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For one sweet moment I am whole

Hee. I can’t believe I like a band like Tool, whose lyrics are so sick and dirty and probably offensive to my core beliefs. I mean, I sing along loud as I can to a song about prison sex. Well, as long as they’re in love… I think I have my fall schedule figured out. I’ve got to take 13 hours, so I’m taking 15. Here’s how it’s looking to shape up: Monday and Friday…

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Don’t talk politics and don’t throw stones

I knew I cursed a lot, but I didn’t realize how much until an 11-year-old was in the room with me during my conversations and I had to stumble over every other word. Also, naughty things on television don’t seem quite so funny when you’re wondering if his little sixth-grade brain is processing all the comedic irony. Remind me not to procreate, please. There is romance in the air. I like seeing people learn that…

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Did you ever let a cowboy sit on your lap

Rain. Worms on the sidewalks. Water in my shoes. It’s fitting that the first day back to school from my superbly relaxing spring break is naught but a dark deluge. I assume it’s merely foreshadowing my hectic week-to-come. Writing April Fool’s edition stories, layout and graphics. Starting/finishing three ad redesigns for design class Wednesday. Pinning down exactly what’s going on with the SGA elections. Production tomorrow. Rewriting my damn Kubrick paper. Reading a ton of…

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