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Sep 20, 2005 21:29

I think that for a lot of people (women), filling every box on the side of the Starbucks cup creates a feeling of self-importance. Like if you drink a drink that is complex and original enough that it has 6 pumps of vanilla instead of 5, the fact that your life means nothing and is worth nothing hurts less ( Read more... )

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lianarosanadana September 21 2005, 03:48:16 UTC
The first sentence of your entry is now my away message because when I read it I LAUGHED MY FUCKING ASS OFF.

I love you cousin.

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soccerslayer September 21 2005, 17:18:31 UTC
aidan i miss you so much! if you don't move back to new mexico soon you should come for a visit!

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dude! lucky_1 September 21 2005, 17:43:18 UTC
we're all in need of an Aidan fix. you're always welcome and you'll always have friends here. And you can come see my new place!!!! it'll be party central.

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teknopo8 September 21 2005, 18:11:36 UTC
I formed a theory last time I was in Albuquerque that coffee shops don't hire anyone with below a 130 IQ, not because the job requires great intelligence, but because the patrons need to be ridiculed and no one else is so damn good at it.

On a more substantial note, I hope that the purported lack of interest in your life transforms into something substantial and satisfying. For what that's worth...

I'll write more when I get the chance, but I miss you. Don't lose your charm, wit, or perspicacity.

Indubitably,
Avi

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I love that my degree is called a "B.S." lethallemon September 21 2005, 21:07:53 UTC
Oh, Mr. Kiley, how I miss you.

I heard you were back for a day to register your car. I would be telling you you're an asshead right now for not calling me, but you're forgiven because I think you tried to and my phone was off (was that what that message was about?).

So, Chicago is your city of gold, is it? After I get my B.S.taken care of, I think I'd like to go. That's kind of a ways down the road though, as signs point to that happy task taking the rest of my natural born life. We'll see, though.

Speaking of which, I've got a paper to write in haste before I go to work, and here I am writing you a novel of a comment. Call me.

Word,
Shananigan-face

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