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Aug 20, 2006 13:06

In other news, there is no real news. Each day is bleeding into the next, each memory blurred into the other, everyones lines are crossing and everyones words are slurring. Everything seems so dependent on time lately. The geese are flying south.

My life now is the Worcester Education Partnership. My boss took leave for a week during the most crucial planning stage before our tri-lingual family institutes. In the meantime, I have promoted myself to executive director and been signing budget allocation forms, composing and ordering brochures, contacting the quadrant manager .. I fear the day my boss comes back and bends her eyes so the outward corners push her forehead wrinkles up. I'll demote myself back to administrative assistant and be forced to explain my choices in layouts, my spending spree, the missing printer in my office..

Right now is Pulse, Pink Floyd.
Last night I watched Slaughterhouse Five with a frozen blueberry pie and box of wine. of course, the book was better but,
Kurt Vonnegut is a hero.

to be a witness of the bombing of Dresden and still have any desire to live,

destruction greater than the Hiroshima bomb,

poo-tee-weet.

Billy: Everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt.

Then I watched a national geographic special on UFOs and became a believer. Seriously. Imagine that. Peter Jennings makes my hair stand up,

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