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sparkler's notes: lyrical graffiti
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Monday, October 17, 2005. Posted by the sparkler : 9:11 PM. Since I haven't seen the Six Feet Under episode you're talking about, my only TV association with a mountain lion is from the 2nd season of 24, where Elisha Cuthbert was sort of almost eaten by one. That was actually really funny. Seriously, if you ever see someone familiar with 24, just say "mountain lion" and they'll giggle. Possible additions to the graffiti rock wall had you had a Sharpie or can of spray paint in hand:. No Tomatoes For You!
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sparkler's notes: Flickers
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Tuesday, November 01, 2005. This past Saturday I took a basic knife skills class. Not the one that is taught in dark corners of Los Angeles on how to defend yourself in a street fight. This class was to educate me on the best ways to chop my food for cooking and presentation. Veggies are the only unlucky victims. Posted by the sparkler : 9:17 PM. So when are you going to drunk dial Veronica Mars to invite her over to watch poker and chop vegetables? That's kind of hot. Can I come too? Los Angeles, CA.
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sparkler's notes: December 2005
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Friday, December 23, 2005. Christmas Trees and Football. Two things that December is full of. The month kicked off with both of these in one weekend, the USC v. UCLA game on Saturday and tree trimming on Sunday. My relationship is successful based on the fact that M and I understand what each of these mean to the other. I watched The Station Agent. Speaking of short stories come to life, I read Brokeback Mountain by Annie Proulx. (Thanks Julia. Check it out, they post new secrets every Sunday. The bo...
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sparkler's notes: September 2005
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Thursday, September 29, 2005. It smells like fire outside. It's not the comforting smell of campfire or the tummy rumbling smell of neighbors grilling; but the smell of late September and October in Southern California. The scent of sadness, lost homes, and misplaced animals. Humans have created so much tragedy of our own accord that we are shocked by the ones caused by nature. Sending my prayers out tonight to all those who have been effected by nature's power and devastion. Tuesday, September 27, 2005.
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sparkler's notes: fantasy undone
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Monday, October 24, 2005. Not at the young, tall, muscular, dark haired, chiseled face, first responder wearing the navy blue uniform; that I was anxiously anticipating. An old, short, slightly overweight balding man climbed down off the truck. I mean don’t you need to submit your headshots to get into the fire academy? What happened with this one? Did he not age well? Posted by the sparkler : 9:03 PM. Some of these sites even have recipes from the firehouse.not that I looked or anything. Los Angeles, CA.
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sparkler's notes: Struck again
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Monday, November 14, 2005. Posted by the sparkler : 7:51 PM. HbjqdHey, we had one of those on Friday/Saturday at 1:37 am. Yes, I clearly remember the time because answering the phone required me to catapult myself over my sleeping husband's body. Maybe we're on someone's drunken phone tree. Of course, back in the pre-cell phone days, if you got a call like that you could just answer the phone with your eyes closed. Now you have to open them to check the caller ID. I hate that. Los Angeles, CA.
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sparkler's notes: November 2005
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Monday, November 14, 2005. Posted by the sparkler : 7:51 PM 3 comments. Tuesday, November 01, 2005. This past Saturday I took a basic knife skills class. Not the one that is taught in dark corners of Los Angeles on how to defend yourself in a street fight. This class was to educate me on the best ways to chop my food for cooking and presentation. Veggies are the only unlucky victims. Posted by the sparkler : 9:17 PM 2 comments. Los Angeles, CA. View my complete profile. Girl on Girl Cooking.
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sparkler's notes: scents
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Thursday, October 13, 2005. One of the most interesting things about my run are the smells that waif from different areas. The first smell I encountered on my jog was of garlic. I imagined someone beginning their dinner with the familiar start of my own; sautéing garlic in some olive oil. This smell is about all I have to do in the kitchen to invoke a Honey, it smells good in there what are you cooking? Aah, simple pleasures. Posted by the sparkler : 11:38 AM. Los Angeles, CA. View my complete profile.
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sparkler's notes: October 2005
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Monday, October 24, 2005. Not at the young, tall, muscular, dark haired, chiseled face, first responder wearing the navy blue uniform; that I was anxiously anticipating. An old, short, slightly overweight balding man climbed down off the truck. I mean don’t you need to submit your headshots to get into the fire academy? What happened with this one? Did he not age well? Posted by the sparkler : 9:03 PM 2 comments. Monday, October 17, 2005. Posted by the sparkler : 9:11 PM 2 comments. One of the most inter...
