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May 14, 2009 13:39

Road block, no forks or spoons here. Brick-walled smack dab in the middle of my 23rd winter, and ever since i've been here. It seems these days are shorter, spent with ink in cluttered, crowded rooms. I've been stuck within Blitzer's pages of algebra. My penmenship is plagued with x's and y's, which isn't literate to an author (or artist). He ( Read more... )

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assumefraley May 15 2009, 05:18:15 UTC
what are the chains?

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Poetically speaking: "My chanis are beginning to wear." gonzo_gibbie May 18 2009, 20:52:59 UTC
I'm hoping you don't mind my jumping in here to help interpret her poetic post ( ... )

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Re: Poetically speaking: "My chanis are beginning to wear." jadedstripes May 20 2009, 17:41:43 UTC
great job on analyzing my piece. I would give you an A.

and as for how you know me, a long time ago you had gone on your lj and sureshot and i just added my lj onto yours :] and signed you out. haha

i appreciate you reading what i have to say.

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Re: Poetically speaking: "My chains are beginning to wear." gonzo_gibbie May 22 2009, 01:53:36 UTC
Au contraire, mon petite confrere... I would give YOU an 'A' for that fine piece of creative writing, that pleasingly poetic expression of collegiate angst ( ... )

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