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BRIGHTER DEATH: January 2006

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Wer, wenn ich schriee, hörte mich denn aus der Engel Ordnungen? Who, if I cried, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? Monday, January 30, 2006. Have you ever wondered about the contents of my library? Here's a tiny part of it. Three bloggers, namely : Hermes. Found themselves morbidly fascinated with the previous Gunter Brus post. So, I have picked out a G.B. book cover, and two Hermann Nitsch book covers as the highlights. Posted by Brighter Death at 11:10 pm. Saturday, January 28, 2006. I find ...

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OstrichSpeak: Media Studies

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Ostrich - Speak. Hell what more can i say? Tuesday, September 20, 2005. I watch TV for an update on sports. Scan the paper for the business reports. Why can’t I find intelligent views? Or believable facts in the mainstream news? Posted by Ostrich @ 3:59 AM. Look what came back. This one is lovely, Ostrich. Stacy The Peanut Queen. I agree.it's lovely. And so true too. Dear God, why can't i write like the Ostrich. since she can was clothes like me! Hey, it's the ostrich! Glad to see you again.

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OstrichSpeak: Tall Cold one....

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Ostrich - Speak. Hell what more can i say? Thursday, October 27, 2005. It's official. I have been cannonized. I am the Matron saint of beer. My three miracles:-. 1 My chilled beering hips. 2 My beer hugs. 3 My bottoms up. From now on you may address me as Saint Ostrich the Yakke. That will be all. Posted by Ostrich @ 4:20 AM. You are a psyched bugger! Yakke cool drink, like that yakke? Awesome. toasts and toasts all around. Boom, what ya doing up at 4am man? Of course she was cracked. I bow in prayer.

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OstrichSpeak: Life and then some

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Ostrich - Speak. Hell what more can i say? Friday, November 11, 2005. Life and then some. I have moved to a lovely big flat with two lovely mad women. As soon i get around to unpacking the last of my boxes i have this feeling i'm going to buying many things for the house. Compulsive decorator. Although much to booma's dismay and violent projectile vomiting there is one set of pink curtains in the living room :) *hug* for Boomsa. Posted by Ostrich @ 10:55 PM. Stacy The Peanut Queen. I'm so there.:). If it...

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OstrichSpeak: July 2005

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Ostrich - Speak. Hell what more can i say? Tuesday, July 19, 2005. I had a very long life line on my left palm that extended nearly up to the middle of my wrist. In 7 years as a smoker it’s shrunk considerably to a modest curve that ends just below my mound of Venus. Hopefully I will stay cigarette free and it will work like Wonder-Gro, returning my Life line to its former meandering glory. Flexes muscles in show of strength and resolve*. Posted by Ostrich @ 3:50 PM. London, United Kingdom.

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that kid. no that one.: 03.05

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In which kids let people down. In a stroke of massive disappointment to almost none, a temporary quarantine has been placed on this blog, until further notice, or until the author has more time to elucidate her unmistakably twisted sometimes-daily thoughts. your patience is appreciated, as are all instances of hate mail. That kid. no that one. last did something awkward circa 18:59. 4 people laughing at, not with. In which oldies become goodies. 1 people laughing at, not with. Because the music is from h...

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Pr0tHiaDeN aDvEnTuRe: décembre 2004

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Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.". Youngs Town, the State of Mind, Philippines. Retracing my pop culture roots, staying afloat on a sea of stable fires, withdrawing symptoms of an emotional addiction, laughing at the heart and its infarcs, inciting change the way i'm known infamously for. Afficher mon profil complet. Running in my head . Starry nights of screams, peace signs, and selfies. Papa was a rollin stone. Laptop In A Prada. Drowning Bismuth on the Way.

thatkidnothatone.blogspot.com

that kid. no that one.: in which spontaneous Tourette's is feared.

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In which spontaneous Tourette's is feared. That i'll accidentally emit an embarrassing bodily noise? Nope, my self-control and precise muscular strength is matchless. that i'll have a sudden urge to use the bathroom facilities and i won't be able to do it without angering my slightly economically superior neighbors? That kid. no that one. last did something awkward circa 12:59. 1 people laughing at, not with. Our mouth does no justice to the speed of our brains. not even logorrhea. Dykes flock to him.

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that kid. no that one.: in which some other sites do the work.

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In which some other sites do the work. Without subjecting you to 5th, 6th, and 7thhand knowledge from this overused mouth, but i will tell you this: one of the evil generals in his novel is named General Smashedinthehead. fucking genius. That kid. no that one. last did something awkward circa 09:56. 0 people laughing at, not with. In which cheesy qualities emerge from the mist. In which kids flee from Perkiness. In which revenge converts fruit. In which spontaneous Tourettes is feared. Dykes flock to him.