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Dear Media;
Dear Media;
Could you please quit playing that clip of Paris Jackson crying?
Thanks douchebags,
Linza -
Dear India;
Chai. Where have you been all my life?
Sincerely,
Linza -
Arrogance.
It's easy not to feel bad when a publisher of high fantasy turns you down, because that means perhaps your concept just isn't that good-- and it also means that perhaps there are some really interesting books on the list to be published soon, which means impending joy as a reader. But feeling put out when an agency of cheesy romance novels turns ( Read more... ) -
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Help me pay my student loans! Every cent helps. The sooner I can pay my existing loans, the sooner I can start saving up for my second degree ( Read more... ) -
Warm November Rain
Warning: This is my crappy angsty eco-poetry. If you don't like that sort of thing, I don't really care to hear from you. Yes, I am abrasive and unfriendly.
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Tonight, hours after dark, I walked a mile and a half in the warm November rain.
I walked a mile and a half. I can't justify using a car to get from my apartment to my place of employment. It ( Read more... ) -
What the fuck?
Two 'What The Fuck' moments from downtown Houston ( Read more... ) -
'Houstonian' is American for 'Effective'
It's amazing how addicted I've become to a cup of hot tea before bed. I have difficulty sleeping if I don't go through the ritual of making a cup of tea, adding just the right amount of milk, then drinking it slowly as I read about how the world is burning.
Oh yes. Your world is burning. I've known that for a long time. I told you it was ( Read more... ) -
Bohemienne
Last night I cooked food over a fire, danced to music created by a violin and street-performer's drums, drank cheap beer, and partied with my coworkers. We played together like dogs or children, and we were worms in the earth together. We had no drama, no country, no religion, no difference; we were human, and it was beautiful.
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dood
I's ams arrives in Scotland ( Read more... ) -
Adendum: Kitten Update
The new kitten, Sisu, is now seven weeks old. She attacks everything that moves (including me, while I sleep) and some things that don't. Her favorite activity is chasing my older cat, Alishia, who has discovered new hiding places in my apartment. If Alishia would turn and retaliate, Sisu would surely be out-fought due to her dimunitive size.
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