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Through the Window of My Eyes: Watching a Korean Drama Makes Me...
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Thursday, September 20, 2012. Watching a Korean Drama Makes Me. Wander around my house at 2 am with a goofy grin on my face. Want to learn Korean. Download apps to help teach me to read Hangul. Remember my own "first love".
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Through the Window of My Eyes: June 2012
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Monday, June 25, 2012. Try not to be jealous. But you know Link. From The Legend of Zelda? Well he's actually my nephew. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). 8212; Robert A. Heinlein. Altar To The Unknown God. Life on D street.
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Through the Window of My Eyes: Link
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Monday, June 25, 2012. Try not to be jealous. But you know Link. From The Legend of Zelda? Well he's actually my nephew. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). 8212; Robert A. Heinlein. Altar To The Unknown God.
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Through the Window of My Eyes: Just Keep Swimming
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Monday, January 9, 2012. As I've flipped through the pictures I've noticed the recurring theme that my mouth is open in virtually every picture. What can I say? I was having mouth-wide-open-sort-of fun. Altar To The Unkno...
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Through the Window of My Eyes: Life lately, according to my Android pictures.
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Thursday, April 26, 2012. Life lately, according to my Android pictures. Moving into my new place - new shams thanks to Merry! The view from my new home office - welcome spring! Be jealous of my elmo socks. Altar To The U...
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Through the Window of My Eyes: Lunch Break
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. Sorry, the quality of this camera phone picture is not good enough to see those details). This is my bench on which I enjoy my view. And where I enjoy my Doctor Who lunch box (thanks again Kirsten!
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Through the Window of My Eyes: May 2012
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Wednesday, May 16, 2012. Sorry, the quality of this camera phone picture is not good enough to see those details). This is my bench on which I enjoy my view. And where I enjoy my Doctor Who lunch box (thanks again Kirsten!
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Through the Window of My Eyes: More Important Things
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Wednesday, April 24, 2013. I've taken a fair amount of math classes in my life. By the end of my sophomore year in college as a math major I felt I knew exactly what math was. I could never have been more wrong. 8212; Rob...
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Through the Window of My Eyes: Summer Projects
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Wednesday, July 11, 2012. Summer is finally here! It's been sunny and warm and beautiful here in Seattle for a whole week now. Finals for my students are done and I've started into my slower summer schedule with work.
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Through the Window of My Eyes: In Which Windy Gets Hit. Again.
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Through the Window of My Eyes. I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies. Paul Simon. Tuesday, May 8, 2012. In Which Windy Gets Hit. Again. We were hit from behind. The Other Good News. I've done everything the doctor ordered plus get a priesthood blessing and I am now doing quite a bit better. The pai...
