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Oh, You Petty Things! - Intermission Numbering System
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Oh, You Petty Things! Oct 7th, 2007 at 3:46 PM. When I read in the Manila Times. Yesterday that an image of Cory Aquino was. With the word slut on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. I thought it was brilliant. In fact, the first thing I thought - - admittedly before seeing the spot in question. Was, "I want a t-shirt of that picture with the caption underneath saying, "I taught my daughter everything I know.". But Kris, that IS a brilliant idea! As for the Desperate Housewives. But this is not racism, duh,...
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I love my father. - Strange Fruit
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I love my father. - Strange Fruit. I love my father. Laquo; previous entry. Next entry ». Jul 2nd, 2007 09:01 pm. If it weren't for the fact that I knew men like my father existed, I'd have allowed hotstepper to crush my image of all men. My father also taught me, directly and indirectly, not to settle for anyone less than the man who will love you more than the universe. On the back there was an engraving, "I love you forever, Jim". Dad replied, "No, longer". They were married twice, y'know? My father, ...
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post-bday ramblings - hold my hand mr. sandman
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Fresh bits on me. Me, me and me. Hold my hand mr. sandman. Were climbing two by two. Mar 5th, 2008 at 11:36 AM. I think i've undergone a lot more changes in the last couple of months than i did in the past 23 years. On a lighter note, saturday was a great day. had lunch at mitsuwa, and coffee and dessert at archetypus with ellis. then met up with my cousins for chinese buffet dinner at dynasty. partied hard in the city. 24 goals/hopes for my 24th year of existence:. 4 get in shape. 9 get published at lea...
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June 30, 2007: Paris - Intermission Numbering System
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June 30, 2007: Paris. Oct 4th, 2007 at 11:39 PM. Paris greets me not with open arms, but with a closed fist, trembling in barely restrained outrage at my inability to parlez any Francais. I try to be polite and excusez moi. My way up to the Parisians in an attempt to find my way around but find myself greeted with disdainful non. The boy's name is Daiki, and he asks me if I want a sip of his wine which I politely refuse. I ask him, "Isn't 3 pm too early in the day to start drinking? I'm such an idiot.
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