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Jun 24, 2006 02:11

Olivia awoke with a terrible headache. She had barely opened her eyes when a flash of white pain struck directly between them. She squinted, creasing her mahogany brow, trying to drive the pain away. Whorls and splatters of neon lights danced in the darkness under her lids, like chanting pagans around the white bonfire of her migraine. Tears welled ( Read more... )

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night_machinery June 24 2006, 23:36:05 UTC
I miss you, too. When you get back, there MUST be much nerding.

Keep up with the newsletters - I've enjoyed every one.

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skizzimit June 24 2006, 21:36:56 UTC
Tres bien. Your writing always makes me feel so wonderfully dirty. Honestly, when are you going to submit some works for publication?

Also, you being in NY explains why we couldn't get ahold of you last night...

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night_machinery June 24 2006, 23:48:40 UTC
You know, I had kicked the idea around, but I've never really felt that any of my material was really deserving publication. But they say that the creator is the worst judge of his own work, so perhaps I should. It couldn't hurt to try...

Yeah, this NY thing has ruined a lot of my plans. Oh well. We'll chill upon my return.

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zeteein June 26 2006, 13:25:03 UTC
This has made up for 24 hours of talking with 7 year olds.

You are my hero.

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