seesawing

seesawed in felton.

with bob.

Watching the morning talk shows and fuckin' around on the net. I was very wrong about last night. Turned out to be a very nice night. It was good talking with him again because even though him and my sister seperated on bad terms, him and I can still remain friends. Which is good 'cause he lives 4 streets away. I aint home at night Siren so call during the day. Gotta go to Kim's school again today. I am tutoring this boy from her class who has alot of trouble reading and spelling. He has the most beautiful hand writing for a 7 year old boy. I'm babbling so I'll stop now.

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la - la

pork sword

flute solo

a lot (alot)

Once again, I am at work- I've got to ask-WAS he dead ?? And Suicide-Boy, do I know about suicides,suicidal thoughts, suicidal situations, etc. Queen Prozac, here. I think the dr. needs to up my dosage....Siren, good to know that you're still around-although we've never met. Since it didn't work, and you're still here-that just means that there are some things you are supposed to do that you haven't done, yet....Remember, if you're alive--anything is possible !!!

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eating thanksgiving lunch room style.

not as bad as dorm food, but still...

turkey gravy tastes a lot like a can of hollindase simmered with a can of chicken broth.

corn bread tastes like cupcakes (nottotallybad)

peas - would go well in a stereotype of british vegies.

turkey - turkey is turkey

stuffing - uh... tastes... boiled?

digesting the stuffing from this afternoon's office Thanksgiving. When you get to Thanksgiving Day and you've already had 2 or 3 turkey dinners in various places, it is kind of excessive, but I suppose for the people who will be eating a can of chili in their rooms on The Day, a little office turkey is better than none... It was good stuffing, made with cornbread, moist and flavorful with celery, onion and nuts, and no meat (according to the chef) so I could eat it. Not like our image of pudding, but maybe yours.

palpitating again from caffeination.

http://hootenanny.org

experiencing my first and probably last 15 minutes of fame.

http://fray.com

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yay Sarah. Congratulations on publication of your great story in The Fray.

Did you choose *Crime* as the category, or did Derek?

I'm at home in my office with my cat on my lap contemplating the fact that I have twenty people coming for Thanksgiving in just two days. Payday for me is still six days away and I am about two hundred dollars over drawn at the bank. Instead of being happy about the upcoming celebration, I feel like crying. And then there's Christmas to look forward to...

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wishing Nate would show me his pork sword.

Also, Thanks alot Nelly for getting me going on Corn bread again. Geez. I know it ain't muffin's and it's IN stuffing, but for god's sake it's still CORN BREAD!

AIYEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

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"You say you don't want emotional, volatile, and unpredictable, just
imaginative? Sorry, they only come in a package."

-- Patricia Pitcher, The Drama of Leadership

woman after my own heart.

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Getting ready for Jury Duty. I dreamt about that HYSTERICAL Pauly Shore movie of the same name last night.

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only women can be hysterical.

men nor movies have hysters.

very concerned about that corpse on Mark's bed

Actually, what I'm doing right now is looking for evidence that Mark has had some naked chicks in his bedroom. It ain't real t.v unless there is some of that hanky panky

In desperate need of someone to talk too. I'm 18 and just looking for some advice and someone to confide in (preferably a female) considering it has to do with girls. Meet me a www.chatsports.com and i'll be in hockey chat under the name KASPER. I'll be waiting...

hope Dani "came" to the rescue.

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looking at mark's bed, and trying to figure out if it is a corpse or if he's just playing the make a lumoy shae out of the bedclothes game and has gone out for a wild night of debouchery in um somewhere or other.
i'm not au fait with where would be a hot night out in NY.
sorry. i'm british.

"wake up and wave mark!"

joanne may be right--it's a decoy to keep us entertained while the real mark is elsewhere. but i thought the hottest spot in NY was right there in that bed all the time, so what could he be doing ? ? ?

nevertheless, the corpse is getting scary. we haven't considered the possibility that it is a corpse but not mark. it does have the Bose, though. . . .

presumes the Bose is that lumpy thing and not some horrendous disease.

so to throw another possibilty into the ring, the picture is looped a la the ol' bank robbery security camera scam (i can't read the time or the date) and mark has actually *moved out* of his old apartment and is currently swanking it in the penthouse suite, drinking champagne from his own elbows.

we should also contact Time Out about that new hotspot

being damned happy he survived the grueling bus ride from NYC to The Homestead. But i guess it really wasn't that bad. Actually, some of it was pretty cool. For most of the trip this little blonde-haired, blue-eyed kid sat next to me filling my ear with all sorts of enlightening information regarding everything from teletubbies to Xena (the warrior princess). I learned a few things from him.

An incomplete list, in no particular order:

1. The picture of Gil Scot Heron on the cover of "Pieces of a Man" looks like one of his teachers. 2. I walk like a big cat. 3. I yawn like a big cat. 4. I'm a pretty nice guy.

After imparting this information to me, the little guy promptly fell asleep on my arm and began drooling on my sweater.

Funny how moments like those seem to put everything in proper perspective.

11/26/98, 2:33 AM
Reverend Xenakaboom is:

Thinking about what Blindswine wrote about Gil Scot Heron, and remembering the time that I saw him in concert when I lived down in DC about seven or eight years ago. I recall that he commenced a long instrumental bridge, and took an impromptu intermission and headed straight for the men's room at George Mason University.

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Not gonna let Jimbabe down...
K KASPER, I'll bite...but I dont do chat rooms no more but you can e-mail me and I'll give you some advise...K?

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laughing his big fat hairy ass off!!!

Danipoo ROCKS!

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Wondering if that would be just a little bit of hair or like hair that needs to be groomed with a lawn mower?
By the way, Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

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wake up you're going to miss the parade

has just comlpetely spit orange juice all over the place. thanks danipoo.

*g*

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... hungry for thanksgiving. and I just did something I thought I would never do. I send a mass email to my friends (online and off) that listed a good trait of everyone and that I was glad to be friends with them. I spent 30 minutes on this. I wonder if anyone will like it.

Later heute (German for Today), I have to go to my Aunt Carol's house to be a slave. She makes the dinner, I have to clean up the table. Why does this make no sense? At what age am I not one of the "kids who has to clear the table?" I doubt that will ever exist ... tho my cousin Zarin who is 2 years younger than me does not have to do anything. Maybe I should fake sick...

I miss myself.

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thinking about tomorrow

Moping hopeless around the house fretting about food and family and fucking life and where you with it and why

And then suddenly, like a special gift, that wonderful long live version of "Alice's Restaurant" comes on the radio.

:)You can get anything you want

:)At Alice's Resaurant

;)You can get

:o Anything you want at

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=====D Alice's Restaurant
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Walk right in, it's around the back

Just a half a mile from the railroad track

You can get anything you want at Alice's Restaurant.

To all you Amuricans
And all you Canadians who I think have already thanked there thanks
And Brits whose November is thankless
And New Zealanders who forget to be thankful 'cause they live in paradise
And whoever the hell reads this....

Happy Thanksgiving.

is wishing all her American friends a happy happy TURKEY day...

XOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOX

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Full as a tick.

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Detroit beat Pittsburgh
on a total fluke.

fuckin a.

the Barry Sanders Show livin large on turkey day.

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digesting.

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Trying to score some "action" tonight, if you know what I mean.

*nudge nudge, wink wink, say no more, say no more*

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