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I am now living in Japan. Because I would like to remember my time here, I have decided to write about my days here since I am getting old (over halfway to fifty!) and my memory just is not as good as it was five years ago. My students will be one thing that I wish to remember; therefore I will be protecting these entries because I do not want ( Read more... ) -
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Bastille Day.
This journal's birthday.
Eight wonderful years old.
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Condescension is sexy. And I don't know why you wouldn't think so.
I'm at the annoying intersection of tired and awake. If my eyes are open, I feel incredibly tired. If I go lie down and close my eyes, I feel more rested than I've ever been in my life. Hmm, I just tested: I don't even need to be lying down ( Read more... ) -
Electricity and lust won't break the door.
Did you know that fans do not actually make a room's temperature cooler? They are a mere extension of humanity's aspirations toward godhood in the form of our subconscious desires to all one day become wind-chill-predicting meteorologists. I am reminded of this as I sit in my room that has lost the function of its air conditioning. My attempt to ( Read more... ) -
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I have decided to go back and start tagging my livejournal entries. Why? Well, because I obviously have better things that I need to do that I don't actually feel like doing. Also because I like the categorization possibilities of tags ( Read more... ) -
Avenger means more to me than you can possibly know.
Last weekend it snowed for two days. This weekend it was 67 degrees, muddy, and gross. Somewhere in between these two weekends it was 24 degrees.
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A rough approximation of the words that had been written on the twenty dollars I found in my pocket:
Loft - $300
Best- Prada
Buy
Peppermint
Hot cocoa
can
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It seems I am clawing myself out of being stuck in the '90s. By the time I fully figure out the 'zeros, it'll be the '10s! -
I want to be beautiful like a rat because there are types of beauty that photgraphs don't show.
I hate the cold, but I love the first tiny snowflakes ( Read more... )