watching the personalities on one of the "money channels" (cnbc not bloomberg) talk about stocks and war.

As soon as Kanga unbuttoned her pocket, she saw what had happened. Just for a moment, she thought she was frightened, and then she knew she wasn't; for she felt quite sure that Christopher Robin would never let any harm happen to Roo. So she said to herself, "If they are having a joke with me, I will have a joke with them."

"Now then, Roo, dear," she said, as she took Piglet out of her pocket. "Bed-time."

"Aha!" said Piglet, as well as he could after his Terrifying Journey. But it wasn't a very good "Aha!" and Kanga didn't seem to understand what it meant.

"Kanga, I see the time has come to speak plainly."

"Funny little Roo," said Kanga, as she got the bath water ready.

"I am not Roo," said Piglet loudly. "I am Piglet!"

"Yes, dear, yes," said Kanga soothingly. "And imitating Piglet's voice too! So clever of him," she went on, as she took a large bar of yellow soap out of the cupboard. "What will he be doing next?"


-Winnie-the-Pooh




ps...16 days.

Happy for Patty today.

discovering nick drake.

loaded up on caffeine.

gonna get this paper done.

reading televisionwithoutpity.com's retelling of this Sunday's Six Feet Under.

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Beating my meat over a picture of yo' mama. Hate to break it to ya'. I'm ya' pappy.

Looking at your pics from New Vrindaban. They are great!

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I'm at the University of Pittsburgh looking at your pictures of the Blue Lake. I never heard of it until about 10 minutes ago. Really strange!

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Since my life is constantly going up and down like most peoples I am now trying to make my way back up the hill after loosing my job . I have been a fan of Marks website for about 5 years now and I enjoy popping in from time to time to see the changes.

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you know, valerie, your post is timely. i am facing the end of my current job for bullshit reasons. i hate the fact that what i do for a living is affected more by jealousy and stupidity than my ability.

omnibus

Listening to Jimmy Eat World's song "Sweetness" and surfing this site.

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blonde on blonde, looking at van gogh online, really dont wanna do my calc. ah, sunday afternoon. but i have so much to do, and i've been blowing off the calc for too long now...

bored on a Sunday afternoon.

...so.....sleepy.....

exhaustion. fear.

Sittin in the dumbass classroom tryping this in...soooooooooo bored... this is soooo st00pid...i like this website tho...i have a trackmeet this afternoon...heh heh i get to run and run and dun... sounds fun huh??? NOT REALLY!!!!! I cant wait 4 it 2 b here so i can kick ass. that was my friend jackie-tall, blond, and cool. they call me webber my name is nikki micky is my frind and im short and have brown hair and eyes pluse i like the color Pink alot and my frind Micky is gona bUy me pink Phat Pharms someday!!!!! that was my friend nikki she kicks ass!!!!!!!!! and shes my best friend

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HONEY CARROT COOKIES

1/2 Cup softened butter (1 stick)
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
3 tablespoons honey
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 1/4 cups flour
2 teaspoons baking soda
pinch of salt
1/2 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 cup shredded carrots
granulated sugar

Preheat over to 325F. Beat butter and sugar together until fluffy. Add eggs, honey, and vanilla extract, and beat until thoroughly blended. In another bowl, sift flour, baking soda, salt, and nutmeg together, and slowly add to butter mixture. Stir in carrots. Flour hands and shape batter into 1-inch balls. Sprinkle with granulated sugar. Bake on ungreased cookie sheets for 12 to 15 minutes, or until edges are golden brown.
Makes 3 dozen.


-Winnie-the-Pooh's Cookie Book




9 days.

watching the statue on tv

sparking a bowl. cracking open an MGD.

life is grand.

tossing some M-80s into trash cans and television sets. skipping stones

Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build the big bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

sittin in my room chatting on msn...i miss my friend...theres only 2 ppl online...we had early release today... i have an ear infection...yay!! not...im still nikkis gurbil...the girl i mentioned yesterday...spring break next week...
>party on<

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making the most of being allowed to breath clean air in this Irish pub. this place is crazy busy for a wednesday night of lousy weather. a beautiful French woman is sitting right next to me and suffering a parade of horny dudes. she has got to know that however boring the parade of dudes gets she can count on not being bothered by me. I am her anchor. against my ambivilance I allow her to pproject everything that bored French women in Irish pubs scatter through their minds. and i'm kinda looking around to see if anyone recognizes me from the picture in the magazine today. but I know that's just a joke and I hope you do too. nudgenudge.

nice source code!

Sheila, if you're out there, please tell me everything you know about men named Glenn.

he hung up on me. twice.

it's funny how fast your feelings can change. infatuation is such a lying bitch.

I'm waiting for someone to kiss my red,white and blue ass.....take it.

just getting back from an annual crawfish boil for dental alumni and their guests.

smiling.
mmmhmm.





spring!

smiling.
mmmhmm.





spring!

watching the rain dump.


dump. my creek is up a foot and a half since this morning.

I have trailer trash hair.

Fucking hairdressers.

Everyone keeps saying it looks good.

I'm not sure. Its pretty bloody blonde.

post a pic moonit and let us be the judges. I'd like to see what bloody blonde looks like.

you make it sound like trailer trash hair is a bad thing.

trump tower!

I'm tanked and I'll kick anyones ass in know it all on boxerjam I'm azcrazeee and did I mention,I'll KICK YOUR ASS!!!!!! Bring it on,I'm on it like blue bonnet.

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I use to be into necrophelia and beastiality but then I realized I was just kicking a dead horse.

There hasn't been the slightest bit of domestic terrorism since the Twin Towers back in September 11th of 2001.

Nothing's been blown up, nothing's been hijacked.
Doesn't that strike you as odd. . . ? that the only people that are terrorizing the American people are in our American government.(?)

Incidentally, that goes back to the anthrax scare. It wasn't just a scare, several people died but it was performed by American spies or whatever, they had it down to one particular individual in the CIA and one particular individual in the FBI and they chose not to pursue the investigation beyond that.

I'm looking open-mouthed at the photo developed from the discarded negative. That is most certainly my good friend Kirk Copen, who presently resides in West Virginia. I have just e-mailed him the link so he can tell me who the girl is.

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can't wait to see A Mighty Wind.

Being astounded that (Central Time) on "The Game Show Channel" cable tee vee station - thee boss game shows in a row appear from 3am to 4:30am.
TO TELL THE TRUTH,
WHAT'S MY LINE and I'VE GOT A SECRET
With Dorothy Kilgallen and Bennett Cerf

"What do you like doing best in the world, Pooh?"

"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best-" and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey *was* a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called. And then he thought that being with Christopher Robin was a very good thing to do, and having Piglet near was a very friendly thing to have; and so, when he had thought it all out, he said, "What I like best in the whole world is Me and Piglet going to see You, and You saying 'What about a little something?' and Me saying, 'Well, I shouldn't mind a little something, should you, Piglet,' and it being a hummy sort of day outside, and birds singing."


-The House at Pooh Corner

I think today is a hummy sort of day.

I think it's a bright,bright,sunshiney day.Gag!

here.

I hardly ever come here anymore. I don't know why.

rubbing my dry eyes, waiting for my water to boil for my rotini

checking email,sitting alone and hopeing and praying my boyfriend gets to come home very soon because I miss him more than words can even describe.Wondering if a friend will make it in for Easter.Thinking that there is no emotion more painful than love.When you think about it,love causes more pain and more disolution than anything else.But never give up on love!

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thinking if i ever run for public office, my campaign slogan will be:


Don't You Want Somebody To Love

I am supportive of our leaders and of course our troops, however, what I do not understand is how we could be so unprepared for the looting and chaos left in Iraq (see "Rumsfeld Says Media Is Distorting Reports Of Civilian Unrest In Iraq"). I recently watched as Donald Rumsfeld said, "What do you expect from people that have just been liberated." If he expected it, then why the hell didn't we plan for this and protect the necessary infrastructure such as hospitals?

Tara, 30
Riverside, CA

Hey People... I've been looting in Iraq just in case anyone's wondering where I've been. Can't seem to get enough of that old antiquity... Actually still alive and arguably reclusive. Somebody to love, yep. nice slogan.

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Take those monkeys back right now DANIEL.

being attacked by a long, skinny, pink, curved balloon attached to a pump.

The feel of rubber in my hair is.............

Isn't it about time for a "regime change" in Cuba?

Hi Happy Easter everyone, Passover a few days late, Spring maybe a month, oh well...Moonie....at least you are still here....hey I cant seem to get to the boards under new messages last 24....was I bad or something? Anybody want a 3000 sq ft log cabin in the middle of the woods, with pool and hotub... I'm thinking about moving in with the monkeys (and it is a Mrs. Gorrilla I am intersted in anyway. Sunny and rain here. Somebody call me.

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You've been banned Daniel. Sorry. I can't post from my home 'puter, so maybe I have too. Or maybe its because The Pandyr uses XP?

lying in bed sucking up a mouth full of beer phlegm and hoping for sweet twisted dreams and no dry mouth tomorrow.

reflecting on yesterday's Sunday

the "new messages in the last 24 hours" link doesn't work. but if you type 24 into the box and hit search, bingo.

Fixing my friends Dad's computer.

Two porn dialers on it.

I dont like messing with friends computers, but love messing with strangers computers.

I like to imagine what might be going their mind and lives. Checking cookies to see where they've been, clicking through favorites, looking at last open documents etc. Its like going into someones house when they are not there and rumaging through their stuff. I wouldn't want to go through a friends, but a strangers is very appealing. (I expect too much from people I know and wouldn't want to be let down...its a problem I have that has prevented me from being involved with someone for a few years.)

Little nuggets of stuff that people have lying around and different ways the computer is set up invokes thoughts. Programs left uninstalled, dead end icons left over from bad un-installs, saved emails, a half made word document saved to be finished later and then forgoten.

Little pieces of peoples lives swept into a corner of a machine.

Fascinating

Thinking about the many different ways that composers wrote their musical compositions and how they conveyed the way they meant for them to be played.

This weekend I found my sheet music to the 2nd movement of Ravel's Piano Concerto in G, which is probably my very favorite piece of music to play. I must have played it 30 times on Sunday.

Yesterday, I was flipping through the radio stations while in the car, and I happened to catch the very beginning of the 2nd movement of the Ravel concerto. It was serendipity!

pooping my pants.

the jimmy Kimmel show is filmed at theater next door and the stage for bands is behind my building.

we can hear them sound checking in the afternoons.

we got word that Queens of the Stoneage are going to rocking outback there shortly.

Sometimes its kinda cool to be where Im at.

not that excited.

I got the second interview!

getting my caring face out of my pocket

getting my caring face out of my pocket

watching the shrub threaten Turkey.

struggling to keep my eyes open. yawning like a motherfucker.

I hear you Patrick. I took 2 Bayer PMs last night and I've been dragging ass all day.

offering to trade said bayer pills for my pissed off Eva Jude who wants to stay up to ensure she falls asleep for a night

only for chicks,
one pink and white over the counter benadryl will have you sleeping soundly for a night.
but . . for dudes, bad for prostate. .

What a kick to watch Rockford Files every day.
It's so comfortable.
the wry wit of the 70's

going to check out an enlarger for my home darkroom in 45min.


it sounds like a good one.

one very similar to one i use in my studio darkroom.

a beseler 45M. it's the motorized and can take up to 4x5 negatives when i get to that format.

its good stuff and the guy selling it picked it up from an old man art photogapher whic is also good because repairing enlargers can be impossible.

one big stop closer to getting that home darkroom completed.

owning an enlarger.

one major step to completing my darkroom here at the house. I need some lenses and a few other odds and ends.


getting there.

i have an enlarger, patty.

someone give me the oscar wilde quote about making useless things.

the only excuse for making useless things is if one admires it intensely, or something to that effect.

The Game Show Channel at 3am til' 4:30am Central Time. . . . GReat Shows.

nothing

freaking at the stocks going up yesterday and today . . .

Arithmetic, arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock

How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?

Nate:

"We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it.
The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.
All art is quite useless."

thank you spider!!

now i have to step into the shower. but first, the question surfaces: to beer or not to beer?

to beer or not to beer thot ees the qwestion . . .
. . .
let them drink swill

at a pub in long idland city and seeing the whole deal. sitting next to a couple. as soon as he leaves she is totally happy and chatty but when he's around she gets tight in the shoulders. now i'm in the bathroom. now i'm not. would like to get the writeup on everyone herewithin's emotional limits. mine included

I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. I'm typing this so my boss will think I'm working. Dang. Got caught.

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trying to recover from his
Enigmo addiction.

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