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I HEARBY EXCOMMUNICATE YOU FROM THE MILKY WAY!

the train station played picture. i thought this phenomenon was over ( Read more... )

pro life is a lie...well, fox, as i expected, gave a thirty-second generic blurb on the march this morning, declaring hundreds of thousands were there. and the times (ny, not la) said the same of the figures. but the article was good, and actually mentioned the possibility that there were over a million. and i was happy with it ( Read more... )

the alarm rang at 5 am and my roommate and i, groggy, cold, tired and grumpy rushed around to get out of the room by 530 to catch the train to be at the school by 6. we got there at 630, the buses waiting on us. aimee and keith in my ears, along with joni and creedence. there was sleep through delaware, after drinking in the scenic area that was ( Read more... )

i spoke to my grandmother today, and have come to the realization that all the women in my family do is complain about our mothers, when we're amazingly similar to each one of them. my conversation with my grandmother did not go too well because all she could do was bash my mom and i have the distinct feeling that when we got back on the subject of ( Read more... )

a calf in texas was born with two mouths and three eyes. that explain so much. perhaps he is of remotely the same blood as dubya ( Read more... )

the temperature is 81 degrees and for the first time in 8 months i attempted to get a tan. it didn't work too well, as i am still white: the shade kept creeping up on us. so this morning it was sunny even though yahoo declared it was only 56. nonetheless, i donned the black tank top i bought yesterday (which i look hot in, might i add) appointed ( Read more... )

last night andy told me to start living in the present.

so just now i hit the 'next' button on my ibook and 'in this diary' came on. for the first time since kristin cox played it at the candlelight reading, i'm listening. and not in tears. because it's true. all of it.

i'm smiling. and i have the vague feeling papa is too.