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BUT WHAT ABOUT NAOMI???
my mom stole my/her rocking chair when she was visiting last weekend, so yesterday she brought me a new chair.
oh, wait, did I say she brought ME a new CHAIR? my apologies. what I meant to say is that she brought TWO DORKS a VERY LARGE NEW BED.
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this house has this year-round furnace thing that pumps cool air during the summer to keep temperatures cool; properly used, it's more effective than air conditioning, and about 100x cheaper. My upstairs neighbours, who have life-and-death control over the furnace as well as the thermostat, got this genius notion that turning it off all summer and ( Read more... ) -
beetle juice
I had a lovely weekend, full of adventures and mom-hilarity and shopping and much-needed future-plans-type resolution, but all of that has been stricken from the list-of-things-i-could-talk-about by the following Very Important Public Service Announcement:
THERE ARE BUGS IN YOUR GRAPEFRUIT JUICE.
We went to Nando's for lunch today, which was ( Read more... ) -
fishcakes
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for no fathomable reason, the people upstairs are playing wussy chick music at truly PAINFUL volumes. Allow me to counter with Klaus Nomi at even MORE shocking volume ( Read more... ) -
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I suppose the clearest evidence of my parents' influence on my life and goals is my serious feeling that if I don't start a classic-rock-cover early baroque orchestra or chamber ensemble sometime before I die, I will feel my life wasted indeed - or, if not my life entire, certainly the time and energy I spent on a recorder duet arrangement of the ( Read more... ) -
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Finnegan has a predictable response to an extensive range of stimuli: BARK LIKE A FUCKING LUNATIC ( Read more... )
