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Miss e. lurie. A little bit of erica. Saturday, April 17, 2004. Ok, I can't believe that tax season is over and it has been since January 29th since my last entry. That is terrible, that might explain why I have been so emotional lately. I haven't expressed my feelings and vented lately. But this music I am listening to isn't helping. And with nothing I mean, no one, or at least no one there for more than their own interests. Is it so difficult to think of someone else besides yourself? My mood today is:.
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From the artist formerly known as Stuff and Stuff. So I have a fairly auspicious goal that I’ve just decided. On: to document and record every single book I’ve ever. This is a daunting task…and honestly quite impossible,. Realistically. So, I obviously need to cull down the list somehow. List only novels that I remember, and consequently must have. Children’s books from way back are. Probably not to be listed… lest they be especially good like the. Chronicles of Narnia or something. From the Earth to the...
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From the artist formerly known as Stuff and Stuff. In a conversation about accents →. I was always good at english in school…whereby “English” I really mean all of the classes that weren’t math or the sciences. I was also really good at. This short little story should prove to illustrate why, when re-counting my book list. Of read books, I discovered that I had mis-counted by two. Good at literature, not quite so much at math. This entry was posted in considered. In a conversation about accents →.
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Monday, August 29, 2005. Where have the days gone? The past week was filled with so many revelations. I have come to realize many things. And come to terms with just as many. I have one heart and one soul. Unfortunately, they are both still on the mend. Maybe it will never be as it once was, as I am sure it was probably never meant to be the same. So many new bridges I want to build. So many I want repaired. I am still concerned for Houma. I love y'all and hope you are okay! Thursday, August 18, 2005.
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Thursday, September 29, 2005. You Could've Heard A Pin Drop. When They Walked Through The Door. Had To Turn My Eyes Away. My Heart Fell To The Floor. Someone Whispered, "Where's Her Halo? Cause She Had An Angel's Face. He Stood There Smiling, Holding On. To The One Who Took My Place. Tonight The Heartache's On Me, On Me. Let's Drink A Toast To The Fool Who Couldn't See. Bartender Pour The Wine, 'Cause The Hurtin's All Mine. Tonight The Heartache's On Me. I Wonder If He Told Her. When We Were All Alone.
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Friday, October 21, 2005. Who we are in relationships is dependent upon what they need from you, what you are willing to give, and what you need in return. I think every relationship is also affected by where we are in our own life and in turn how we perceive the needs of ourselves and others. I was reading Perfection's. Oh, and I have decided that people who feel the need to impose rules on my life who do not return the favor, can kiss it! Shared by *Ecstatic Misery* 9:12 AM. Tuesday, October 18, 2005.
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Thursday, June 30, 2005. Shared by *Ecstatic Misery* 4:52 PM. Wednesday, June 29, 2005. I love them, they are my absolute favorite! They are going to look so awesome with my new 'toy' I bought off of eBay. I fell asleep as soon as I got home tonight and here I am wide awake. grrr. Shared by *Ecstatic Misery* 11:25 PM. Tuesday, June 28, 2005. I just bought the coolest thing off of eBay! I am so excited to get it, I cannot wait! I promise to post pics of it (and me) when I get it! Monday, June 20, 2005.
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005. Can we all take a moment of silence for Sam. May he rest in peace. Shared by *Ecstatic Misery* 2:15 PM. Wednesday, November 16, 2005. Thought I would try to get a post up, thought I would try a list like others do. Here goes:. 2 I miss my man. I miss his hugs, his touch, his smile, his calming words, and his love. 3 Thank goodness he will be back tomorrow night! 4 I am so looking forward to camping this weekend at Big Sur! 10 I think thats it, boring I know, I feel it. I wil...
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From the artist formerly known as Stuff and Stuff. What’s a blogging? I’ve had this site for a long, long time. In one incarnation or another, I’ve had it since the first days of Blogger when I was dating a girl who knew the guy that did the thing and I had … Continue reading →. Comments Off on what’s a blogging? Superintendant Chalmers sees Principal Skinner’s kitchen on fire] Superintendant Chalmers: Good Lord, what is happening in there? Principal Skinner: The Aurora Borealis? At this time of year?
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From the artist formerly known as Stuff and Stuff. The more into the technology of our day and age I get, the more I seem to enjoy the moments without it. Between my iPhone, iPad, 3 laptops, smart tv, xbox, wii, and on and on, I’m very technically connected…but increasingly feel more and more separated. The irony of typing this post out on my iPhone does not escape me. This entry was posted in uncategorized. Good for you to get away from it all and go camping! What’s a blogging? On mortality creeping in.