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first day of winter.
today i woke up and looked at the clock.
not accounting for leap years and minute shifts,
it was exactly 35 years since i was born.
it's not the birthdays that are special,
it's the ones in between.
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i've only been in one car accident while i was driving. it was in my first car, the Sex Machine (later known as The Lonely Guy Machine), a 1966 Ford LTD. in the last few days i've been nostalgic for that car...kinda wish i hadn't sold it. i even considered paying almost $30 for a plastic model kit of it--man, i haven't put one of...
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good god, haven't written in so long that i'm probably the only one who remembers this blog... what can i say? deadlines and obligations kill the spirit and send the muses to sit in the corner and read a book. fall semester is weaving its usual mischief; lots of huge projects all due at the same time, resulting in late, half-assed assignments. procrastination is what...
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lillyjax:
Sorry about this cycle you seem to be in.
As far as gifting, why not give something YOU find passion in-i.e. a book you really like, music, etc. If that seems lame, would she find something like this funny? My friend Janette seems to have the sense of humor to love this book. I found under the suggestions columns other "like" oddball items.

Most of the time, I also visit this site for people I never have a damn clue what to get, but still put a sense of humor into it. But this is how I roll.

BTW I still have your damn book. I truly suck. Do you still live at the same place?
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her post said "Get out and vote! You have no right to bitch if you don't!!"

immediately the spirit was whispering in my ear:

"If you vote and you elect dishonest, incompetent people and they get into office and screw everything up, well you are responsible for what they have done, you've caused the problem, you voted them in: YOU have no right to complain....
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autumn has officially become fall in this world as of today.
painting the town orange and brown,
leaves are coming down like businessmen--
commuters late for important meetings with the ground.
i had to stop when i heard what sounded like a natural machine gun.
i stood and watched a middle-aged oak tree blow its acorn load all over a toyota,
the victim of a...
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got nothing to do for a few minutes?
here's my 10-minute play submission for my play writing class.
i don't think it's all that good, but i tried to at least put a twist on a trite method.
...deadlines tend to stomp my creativity like a boot on a cigarette butt.

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The Genius

Cast:
Bill a writer
Young Bill approximately 12 years old
Sheila...
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time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.
it seems i've tucked myself into a routine that in black and white amounts to little, and yet i find myself completely busy, if not at least occupied, at all times.
the new semester got off to a rough start. there was some stupidity involved--i'm not going to claim that it wasn't completely my fault--the...
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lillyjax:
I am unsure if I can make it to the concert or not. If I do go, I'll have to leave early to catch the train. Are you coming to the Chicago show? Of course, I would have loved Rasputina to be at that show. Oh well.
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i'm in a constant state of assumption that everything is temporary.
sometimes i forget that i believe this, usually at the beginning of things.
change is good and inevitable and constant and all, but i try to keep it subtle--that's how i like it. i don't want to be changed much, but july arrived to the party with a few larger-than-subtle shapeshifters in its hands....
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Lupita named the stray i've been feeding 'bitchez,' mainly because she's several cats in one, but also so we could say things like 'whassup my bitchez!' or '...hold on, gotta feed my bitchez,' and 'pregnant-ass bitchez be hangin out on my porch for a month, crying fo food and attention, looking fo protection from dem pussies that hang out in my 'hood.' i've accepted it...
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christ, another month has passed without words.
she is paper and blank screens and music without a message and now lies wanton before me, waiting beneath the crisp white sheets
(my best friend left a smut novel at my house a couple months ago.)
"write on me, ink me good," she purrs, and i want to more than anything but i just can't with this...
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it was no surprise when she brought it up; it had been on my mind.
it was no coincidence. i've been wondering the same thing.
Lupita went and met her parents in Capitol City last weekend to look at houses.
her dad has decided that it would be a good idea to buy a place there, being that it would reduce her teacher-schedule commute by...
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"a standing bloviation"
i came up with this title, but i couldn't come up with a story to match.
i used it anyway.
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brown and i have made up several games over the years.
bosso relievo was a mix of nintendo golf and trivial pursuit.
now we text each other obscure lyrics from artists whose entire catalogs we are familiar with, usually tom waits...
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