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Oh my.

Props to my girl AJ. The donkey brays at midnight.

When you are all alone in the claustrophobic dark, it starts to feel like everyone else might be dead. That's the motherfuck about insomnia; it makes it so it is you alone with every rustling sound, and every creak and peck, until you ask yourself if it might be true, and everyone might be dead, including you. Of course, the bigger concern is how when...
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For lulz, instead of reading this as a list of songs, try reading it aloud like you're a beat poet. Make sure to give yourself snaps at the end:

"I swallowed a dragonfly -- heartless bastards
Meds -- placebo
short stories with tragic endings -- from autumn to ashes
Lover don't have to -- bright eyes
the calendar hung itself -- bright eyes
no children...
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My fake Canadian friend told me I had two minutes to write a five sentence story.

It happened so fast, it was over before I even processed what was going on. Yet somehow I was thrown backward over a table, holding onto his blue striped polo with one hand and flinging the other one wildly about his face, screaming, "Get the fuck off me." Hands...
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One for posterity.

I didn't know what it meant to fall for them all.

It's always been that way, though.

Lucien with his Mien Kampf glare (all apologies to my girl Sylvia), spinning analogies three seats back about the relationships on stage -- painfully wrung out by foot-shuffling, hand-fretting, messy haired, chain-smoking, compound word cliched, junior college artistes -- and the movement on the western...
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Crossing.

She stands midway through the overpass bike bath in that sort of cloudless yellow sky that oppresses late afternoon. Behind her, cars send a choppy wind across her back, and with the nonstop rush of tires on pavement -- if she closed her eyes -- she could imagine she was at the beach. He taught her that, once upon a time, on those nights...
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The first time you kissed me, it was frantic. You flew across the car and grabbed my face with your hands, twisted me toward you, and your mouth was on mine, hot and wet, and all over. I swerved slightly, caught off guard, and righted myself and my vehicle while something inside me dropped away, and something inside me exploded. I couldn't close my eyes...
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I have nothing particularly interesting or relevant to say here, but I figured it was about time to post again.

I was trying to clean house earlier, but by the time I had gotten halfway done my roommate came though and undid everything I'd already done, so now I am eating cereal.

I did succeed in cleaning up my bedroom spic-span, and it looks rather...
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So I saw this band on Saturday night, and only one song really stuck with me. Naturally I had to search it out online and listen to it thirteen times in a row (so far).

I then messaged a friend on AIM:

Me (12:17:42 PM): I love how when a song strikes a chord in me, I have to listen to it like twenty times...
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I had a dream that I walked to my car and found the door open, and the contents of my purse were scattered everywhere. The invaders had stolen one credit card, but left my wallet, left my camera, but stole the memory card. I howled and cried, and shook my fists.

It was, quite possibly, the worst nightmare I have had in a while. I...
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I just spent entirely too much time on the California DMV website checking out personalized plate availability.

I came up with:

"alurbas"
"aubrb2u"
"omgpwnu"
"iminurbs"
"iknorit"
"omg ftl"
"iminur"
"pegacrn"
"omgpny1"
"omgpwny" (FTW, I think.)


SarahPie says I am not nearly nerdy enough for most of those.

Nonetheless, I have a sneaking suspicion I will have a personalized plate before the night is over.