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We're a fun and lively couple, I swear.
Despite the what the photographic "evidence" might depict, my life as been crazybizzy and fun and exciting. Well, as long as I'm not at work or doing homework. Even that's not SOOO bad. I've had at least 7 brushes with death courtesy of speeding cars in the past 3 days. Don't be deceived- planning is dangerous work. Busses are big, but somebody's gotta spray paint the places to put the stops and the neon TriMet vest neither flatters, nor complements my wardrobe. People will SEE me in that! And the evidence that those paint cans aren't always just point and shoot (where you want them to shoot).
Of course, I probably could rethink decisions like stopping in the middle of the street to take pictures... but these are important and interesting intersections we're talking about  
But have you seen such a merge?
Geekin out and wishing that I could be doing something like reading non-nonfiction material (though some of the press releases/propaganda I'm going through are dangerously close to helping me accomplish that) or going to see Tristram Shandy or baking my friend birtday treats or doing a crossword. For now, it's back to avoid spouting out cross words as I sit here at the coffee shop.
31 credits and one big paper till graduation.
4 weeks till end of term.
41 days till Marco Island.
4 hours till I go to sleep.
60 seconds left to procrastinate...
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| WORD OF THE DAY
logorrhea \law-guh-REE-uh\, noun:
Excessive talkativeness or wordiness.
By his own measure, he is a man of many contradictions, beginning with the fact that he is famous as a listener but suffers from "a touch of logorrhea." He is so voluble that one wonders how his subjects get a word in edgewise.
--Mel Gussow, "Listener, Talker, Now Literary Lion: It's Official." New York Times, June 17, 1997
It's also not good if your date has logorrhea.
--Monte Williams, "8 Minutes in the Life of a Jewish Single: Not Attracted? Next!" New York Times, March 5, 2000
Ya know, as nice as it is to be able to replace a whole bunch of words with one, I don't think it's worth it if that word is "logorrhea." Perhaps it's because I can be long-winded and much prefer calling myself loquatious. It sounds less like a disease and is less likely to make you a social pariah. The End.
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| Sex With The Gorilla
A small zoo in Alabama acquires a rare gorilla, who quickly becomes agitated. The zookeeper determines that the female ape is in heat, but there are no male apes available for mating.
The zookeeper approaches a redneck janitor with a proposition. “Would you be willing to have sex with this gorilla for $500?” he asks.
The janitor accepts the offer, but only on three conditions: “First, I don’t want to have to kiss her. And second, you can never tell anyone about this.” The zookeeper agrees to the conditions and asks about the third.
"Well,” says the janitor, “I’m gonna need another week to come up with the $500.”
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| some things for y'all with idle minds to ponder whilst the rest of us slave away:
Is it good if a vacuum really sucks?
Why is the third hand on the watch called the second hand? (a little outdated in our digital world, perhaps...
Why do we say something is out of whack? What is a whack?
Why do "slow down" and "slow up" mean the same thing?
Why do "fat chance" and "slim chance" mean the same thing?
Why do "tug" boats push their barges?
Doesn't "expecting the unexpected" make the unexpected expected?
Why are a "wise man" and a "wise guy" opposites?
Why do "overlook" and "oversee" mean opposite things?
Why is "phonics" not spelled the way it sounds?
If work is so terrific, why do they have to pay you to do it?
If all the world is a stage, where is the audience sitting?
If you are cross-eyed and have dyslexia, can you read all right?
Why do you press harder on the buttons of a remote control when you know the batteries are dead?
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| I think finals might kill me. sheeit, fool. SoSo much to do that I am certain that one day, I will open my eyes, look at the calendar and say ,"the 8th, already? So Fast? So Far? So Soon? How'd that happen?" Till then, I fear that few people will see or hear much at all from me. I must go into a semi-secluded state to endure a week and a half soley in the company of texts, papers, and projects. Oh for the glorious day of re-emergence into the world! | | |
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