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Mar 30, 2005 19:52

Inspirations are strange...mine seems to clash with each other when I have more than one. Which ever is newest always wins, as it seems to simply push out the previous one, and I can't bring myself to write about it anymore. I suppose its proof that memory is finite. At least mine is ( Read more... )

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jim_kim March 31 2005, 03:45:32 UTC
okay that's great and all...but could you PLEASE tell us who you are and how you know us all?

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snyper256 March 31 2005, 05:51:19 UTC
I can understand about the bliss. It's such an amazing feeling.

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three_onefour March 31 2005, 11:53:18 UTC
Whoo. I'm grateful someone here is happy for all this. We take too many things for granted.

Reading things like those are amusing. You read about someone teasing, and it brings up a good memory of your own. For me, I'll smile and laugh. But it'll be true laughter. Not the fake laugh you give, when someone is explaining an inside joke to you, and you're not paying attention... So you laugh to make them feel rewarded. >_>;

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