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| 11:28pm 15/10/2006 |
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mood:  anxious
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Black Oaks
By Mary Oliver
Okay, not one can write a symphony, or a dictionary,
or even a letter to an old friend, full of remembrance
and comfort.
Not one can manage a single sound though the blue jays
carp and whistle all day in the branches, without
the push of the wind.
But to tell the truth after a while I'm pale with longing
for their thick bodies ruckled with lichen
and you can't keep me from the woods, from the tonnage
of their shoulders, and their shining green hair.
Today is a day like any other: twenty-four hours, a
little sunshine, a little rain.
Listen, says ambition, nervously shifting her weight from
one boot to another -- why don't you get going?
For there I am, in the mossy shadows, under the trees.
And to tell the truth I don't want to let go of the wrists
of idleness, I don't want to sell my life for money,
I don't even want to come in out of the rain. |
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| 04:26pm 07/09/2006 |
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oh my GOD! i got a B+ in Russian!!
LIFE IS OKAY AGAIN! |
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| 11:22am 29/08/2006 |
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This is the convorsation that the Pitchfork reviewer had with John Darnielle after his show. Maybe you have already read it if you are pitchfork and/or Mountain Goats whore. I know i am.
Darnielle: Have you heard the new album?
Me: Yeah, I just got it.
Darnielle: What do you think?
Me: I've only heard it a couple of times; I'm still processing.
Darnielle: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Yeah, she's right over...
Darnielle: I hope she leaves you. Then you'll understand it.
P.S. I love John Darnielle. A lot.
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| probably one of the funnier things i have ever read... |
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| 03:27pm 10/08/2006 |
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"Having sex when you are feeling uncomfortable or unsure about your decision is never the right time. There are many things you can do to feel close to your partner without having sex. Below are some ideas for how you can show your partner you care and learn more about pleasing and being pleased. You may have many more ideas for things that make you both happy.
Here are a few ideas:
Holding hands
Watching movies
Laughing and joking
Rollerblading
Bike riding
Shopping
Going to the beach
Sharing an ice-cream cone
Volunteering together."
Boy: Hey honey, do you want to have sex?
Girl: How about we just go rollerblading.... |
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| 02:45pm 18/06/2006 |
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I'm making big life changes and i am not entirely sure that they are right. It just hit me that i am going to be living in LA for 2 months and it scares the hell out of me. I can't believe that i am leaving behind pretty much everything that is safe and comfortable. Not only will i be away all summer, but i am also going to Laguna Blanca next year. The classes will be harder, i will meet new people, and i will have to readjust. What if i am not up to the challenge?
I think i am, but there is no way to be sure until i try... |
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| 06:56pm 18/05/2006 |
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i just got a parking ticket and now i am angry. fucking city college. |
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1 dug it - dig it |
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| best book everrrrr |
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| 08:23pm 17/05/2006 |
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We went into this bar on 4th Ave., see,
me and O’Shay, this crazy Irishman.
We had a few drinks, then I saw
these two white women
sitting all along.
One was kind of fat
She had dark hair.
But this other one, man,
She had big tits and
real blonde hair.
I said to him
“Hey buddy, that’s the one I want.
Over there.”
He said, “Go get ‘em, Chief.”
He was my best drinking buddy, that guy
He’s watch me
see how good I’d score with each one.
“I’m Italian tonight.”
“Oh a Wop!” He laughed
and hollered so loud
both these girls were watching us then.
I smiled at
both of them, see, so they’d
both think I was friendly.
But I gave my “special look”
to the blonde. So she’d know, see.
That’s how I’d do it.
Then I went up to the bar and
told the bartender I wanted
two more of whatever the ladies over there was
drinking, and I went over.
They took the
drinks and the fat one asked me
to sit down.
I sat down close to the blonde
and told them my name.
I used Mattuci’s name that night—this Wop
in our unit.
The fat girl had a car.
I sat in the middle, grabbing titties
with both hands
all the way to Long Beach.
Next day my buddy
was dying to know.
He kept asking
all morning
“Well? Well?”
I told him
“Well, I scored
all right.”
“Which one, which one?”
“Not one,” I said
“Both of them!”
“Well, I’ll be goddamned!”
he said
“all in the same bed?”
“Yes, sir, this In’di’n
was grabbin’ white pussy
all night!”
“Shit, Chief
that’s some reputation
you’re making for Mattuci!”
“Goddamn,” I said
“Maybe next time
I’ll send him a bill!” |
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| 01:30pm 13/05/2006 |
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i am going to the Laguna prom with a beautiful boy. i am taking Russian at UCLA this summer. i am so happy.
...i need to find a dress to prom today... ahhh |
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| 05:18pm 15/04/2006 |
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i don't want to think about college. |
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dig it |
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| axed? |
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| 08:00pm 26/03/2006 |
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Isabel: (I dont remember what i was saying)
Spencer: Shut up you gay whore! |
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| 07:26pm 28/02/2006 |
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i think i am giving up instant messenger for lent. not because i actually participate in religion, but because i need to quit intsant messenger. |
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dig it |
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discontented