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Prudent Microscopes: What I Want for Christmas

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Thursday, November 19, 2009. What I Want for Christmas. There are several intangible, cliched (yet truthful! So What I want for Christmas. Any good right now.). Axis and Allies. Yes, it's a Risk-like board game where each player participates in World War II. "Control the fate of the world in this incredible game of military strategy, courage, and cunning! My only hesitancy in owning this game is that no one will want to play it with me. November 24, 2009 at 12:38 AM. November 24, 2009 at 12:38 AM.

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Prudent Microscopes: October 2009

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Saturday, October 3, 2009. Conversation around the dinner table. Mom: You know Cheri Keaggy? Mom: ‘Cause I saw her on TV and she looked like she was blind. Dad: Well actually, I don’t know, so why did I say anything? Courtney: I always thought she was blind. Dad: That wasn’t Cheri Keaggy. Mom: Then who was it? Heather: Why don’t I just look it up? Dad, Mom, and Courtney continue in conversation. Heather, watching YouTube: I don’t think she was blind. Heather: Back and forth. Dad: Yeah, she can see.

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When Words Don’t Cut It | LucidMystery's Weblog

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Welcome to my mutterings and musings! May 27, 2013. When Words Don’t Cut It. The English language needs some help. I love my mom. I love a shirtless Ryan Lochte. This is an issue because I can assure you that three very different sentiments are in my head for each one of those things that I theoretically “love,” but I only have one word for all of them. 8220;Helper.”. Laquo; Pro-Life For My Life. A Marathon, Not a Sprint. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).

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Pro-Life For My Life | LucidMystery's Weblog

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Welcome to my mutterings and musings! May 11, 2013. Pro-Life For My Life. Is it some woman’s choice? Whatever you say. But it’s someone else’s life. Laquo; Your Visual Diet…Watch What You Eat! When Words Don’t Cut It. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new posts via email.

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Prudent Microscopes: John 21:22

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Thursday, December 3, 2009. God has a plan for your life. Do you realize that? He is wooing you from the jaws of distress to a spacious place free from restriction, to the comfort of your table laden with choice food". You are my holiday. You are right in the middle of me. You are my hideaway. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A vestige of thought. I like adventures, and I'm going to find some. View my complete profile.

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Prudent Microscopes: June 2009

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Sunday, June 7, 2009. Mountains, parks, roses, Swiss chocolates, the homeless, poverty, Mormons, growth, change, bringing the kingdom of God. None of these are the reason God brought me to Utah for the summer. What if she's lost or stolen, hungry and cold? Something needs to be done about this injustice! I sacrifice myself to love and cuddle and frolic with neglected or mistreated kitties. Especially ones that purr really loudly and bat at snails with their little white paws. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Prudent Microscopes: November 2009

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Thursday, November 26, 2009. Mom: "My mom didn't want to have children because she was afraid they would fall under the mark of the Beast.". Pastor Bob: "I think children are. Thursday, November 19, 2009. What I Want for Christmas. There are several intangible, cliched (yet truthful! So What I want for Christmas. Any good right now.). My only hesitancy in owning this game is that no one will want to play it with me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). What I Want for Christmas. A vestige of thought.

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Prudent Microscopes: October 2008

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Thursday, October 30, 2008. Get behind me, Satan. I feel like I'm trying to quit smoking and people keep blowing cigarette smoke in my face. I'm not sure if I've ever been this tempted to listen to Christmas music this early in the year. I keep listening to soundtracks from The Family Stone. In attempts to assuage my needy Christmas spirit. My mom just sent me my favorite cookies. Bake at Christmastime) and Holiday Inn. Thursday, October 23, 2008. The Lord loves the Israelites, though they. Me to be near...

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Prudent Microscopes: November 2008

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Sunday, November 23, 2008. A few weeks later someone stole it. Moral of the story: I want my iron back. Whoever has it, I will find you, and if it turns out you have my watch, my book light, and my Macy's gloves, I will shoot you in the knees, Die Hard. Do you think it's just coincidence that Bruce Willis and Bruce Wayne have such similar names? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A vestige of thought. I like adventures, and I'm going to find some. View my complete profile.

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Prudent Microscopes: April 2009

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Thursday, April 16, 2009. Flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. What if I've developed an allergy to my teddy bear? That's like developing an allergy to love. My roommate is softly snoring. People who make noises in their sleep amuse me. I'm glad all I do is giggle and carry on half-lucid conversations in my. I think I would rather spend a blue-sky day in Chicago than eat all the chocolate covered raisins in the world. And that is saying a lot. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A vestige of thought.