I leave town this morning. I really need to start packing.
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Finished Microserfs. Did I mention I was reading that? It's Jiayi's fault.
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I think I have pretty poor circulation. Far too often, when I stand up after sitting for a while, I get blood rushes like you wouldn't believe. It's sort of Zen.
Now when that happens, I picture bits of my brain suffocating and it's a lot less enjoyable. I usually decide to lower my centre of gravity, on the basis that this will get the ol' blood moving.
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I may not get a chance to replace the CD I got Erik if he doesn't like it. He'll be gone when I get back. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten a CD that there's a significant chance he won't like.
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I was out for a significant portion of today, and I patronised a "fast-food" restaurant to provide some sustenance. I do not know if you are familiar with their establishment; their meat has far more or far fewer corners than is usual, depending on your personal definition of 'circle' and 'square'. I did not, however, order anything from their menu involving a meat patty. I did not, in fact, order anything off of their menu at all. I ordered an item that was not on their menu.
They got it wrong. What exactly makes an illegitimate fast-food item correct?
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I am under the impression that I am writing in blank, inoffensive prose, but it is in fact very early in the morning. I look forward to reading this and cradling my head in my hands in shame.
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I saw a film today.
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If I ever quit, I'm going to do it like these guys seem to be doing right now.
Oh wait. I beat them to it. Didn't stick.
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Lacking a satisfactory end to this, I'm going to just say "Cheers" and be done with it.
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Cheers.
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Finished Microserfs. Did I mention I was reading that? It's Jiayi's fault.
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I think I have pretty poor circulation. Far too often, when I stand up after sitting for a while, I get blood rushes like you wouldn't believe. It's sort of Zen.
Now when that happens, I picture bits of my brain suffocating and it's a lot less enjoyable. I usually decide to lower my centre of gravity, on the basis that this will get the ol' blood moving.
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I may not get a chance to replace the CD I got Erik if he doesn't like it. He'll be gone when I get back. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten a CD that there's a significant chance he won't like.
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I was out for a significant portion of today, and I patronised a "fast-food" restaurant to provide some sustenance. I do not know if you are familiar with their establishment; their meat has far more or far fewer corners than is usual, depending on your personal definition of 'circle' and 'square'. I did not, however, order anything from their menu involving a meat patty. I did not, in fact, order anything off of their menu at all. I ordered an item that was not on their menu.
They got it wrong. What exactly makes an illegitimate fast-food item correct?
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I am under the impression that I am writing in blank, inoffensive prose, but it is in fact very early in the morning. I look forward to reading this and cradling my head in my hands in shame.
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I saw a film today.
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If I ever quit, I'm going to do it like these guys seem to be doing right now.
Oh wait. I beat them to it. Didn't stick.
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Lacking a satisfactory end to this, I'm going to just say "Cheers" and be done with it.
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Cheers.
2 Comments:
did you remember floss?
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it was that bad?
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do you get cold extremities easily as well?
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perhaps he'll make a dreamcatcher/birdscareaway device and it will catch the attention of a svelte swede who well wisk him away to his dreams. or perhaps it'll gather dust for a long time. either way. it was the though
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one word: zucchini's. the future is in zucchini's.
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you've adopted a brendan approach to prose.
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which one?
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I'm going to read whiteninja archives in lieu of reintroducing myself to the world of homestarrunner
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cheerio
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I'm unusually prolific today. environment debate on friday! do go.
No.
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No.
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Yes.
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Perhaps.
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No.
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Perhaps.
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Unremembered.
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Too late.
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Cheers.
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When's the international poverty and development debate?
What's that?
God damn. Freaking nationalist pigs.
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