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  • Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

    kaile_girl Jan 22, 2006 00:43

    I know where you hide, alone in your car
    Know all of the things that make you who you are
    I know that goodbye means nothing at all
    Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

    ...

    It's not always rainbows and butterflies,
    it's compromise that moves us along
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    kaile_girl Jan 20, 2006 21:43

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    kaile_girl Jan 19, 2006 20:58

    "The mouses abandoned their cheese."
    Oh, Colin, you are so serenely hilarious.

    There's this girl named Charlotte who I met at theatre camp 2 summers ago, and she continually sends me those lame forwards. I've now replied a grand total of three times to tell her to stop, and every time she's told me she will, but I just got another one from her.
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    kaile_girl Jan 17, 2006 16:05

    Things you might not have known about me. Sweetly stolen from Uncle Jonny.

    I hate... hate... tomatoes ( Read more... )
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    kaile_girl Jan 16, 2006 17:39

    New work schedule:
    Mondays 4:30 - 6
    Thursdays 4 - 5:30
    Sweet. 11$ twice a week = iPod so much sooner ( Read more... )
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    kaile_girl Jan 16, 2006 01:25

    HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    kaile_girl Jan 15, 2006 22:11

    At the end of Cupcake by Nellie McKay, it fades to just her playing piano and singing, and as she stops, one person applauds. Since the song is about gay marriage, I see the person clapping as being that one special person in your life that will always partake of your art (i.e. your spouse). This, for me, is the main reason why I love the song. It' ( Read more... )
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  • hcabnesie

    kaile_girl Jan 14, 2006 13:08

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    kaile_girl Jan 14, 2006 00:28

    I've been slacking on the blogging lately. This is not good. What happened to that girl who blogged faithfully every day at 6 PM?! (Hint: The answer has to due with barometric pressure. Really.)

    Anthony Rapp's book, Without You: A Memoir of Love, Loss and the Musical RENT, is in the mail on its way to me right now. You can't imagine how comforting ( Read more... )
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