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[turntovines]

So many thousands of different worlds! Here I am, and sometimes when I'm walking down the street I realize that despite all the buildings and cars I'm living in the desert. And palm trees are everywhere, but people landscape their front lawns with cacti. Every time I see a new species of cacti I haven't played with yet, I test how sharp it is

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[cirquoise]

Desert? Cacti? Where are you living these days? Come to that, what are you doing with yourself these days?

[turntovines]

Heh. Heheheh. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that I roadtripped off in February with my dear amigo (litttlecreature, of below you fame) down the east coast for a couple of weeks, cozily swung into New Orleans just in time to present my boyfriend with a GINORMOUS Russell Stover outlet heart on Valentine's Day, lived in a laundry room with him uptown for a few weeks, got evicted and scurried to a volunteer center where we lived in a tent and earned our keep gutting poison mold houses, greyhounded back to maine to get my car, substitute taught in boston for a couple of weeks, drove back to New Orleans...and then finally drove to settle down in our current home of San Antonio, Texas. So that's what I did with myself, as for what I'm doing...you'll just have to read on then, won't you?

[litttlecreature]

cities are all similar to me. buildings block out the surrounding nature and the sounds of cars and people block out birds and insects. when i was sick in utah last summer and wanted to be somewhere similar to home, i stayed in the city and absorbed myself in books and music until i felt together enough to go out and see the landscape. does that make sense? i mean, it's hard to realize where you are until you get out of what's familiar about the place

[turntovines]

REMEMBER THAT TIME I GOT YOU THE DONUT FACTORY? Did it ever WORK?
When I read that line about Aiken (of no-bacon fame) I laughed, and then had to explain to Matt what I was laughing about. "Hello, I'm from Maine, I'm here to see that girl that everyone's been kidnapping back and forth...what? Oh, the overalls are merely useful to contain my numerous moonshine bottles and corncob pipe."

[potato_mystery4]

well Hannnnnnnnnnnnah frankel. i do infact, love you too!! (i know what shitty depression is liek i am plauged with the Bi-polar) SWEET....

But anyway, i miss you like crazy and anxiously await for reply.

And if you get too depressed, just remeber there is a girl in maine who after hearing from you excitly told her boyfriend hours of stories of how wonderful you are :D

[turntovines]

Jese's E-mail: Sent!

Drama

[sefrankel]

I know this is the wrong entry, but last week when I read your post about your co-workers intensely dramatic lives, I had one of those "I Know Exactly What You Mean" moments. Pretty much every job I've ever worked outside the laboratory, and sometimes inside the lab as well, has been chock-full of my co-workers day to day craziness. I remember listening to people at Wendy's (back in the day) and just thinking, "Damn, how the hell do you people find the energy for this?" And then, and this is going to sound absolutely terrible but what the hey, I read this book called "Asylums" by a sociologist named Erving Goffman. It had this line that went something like, "No matter how restricted a situation, people will construct meaningful interactions out of whatever society they are a part of." He was a lot more articulate, but the general message really stuck with me, that people will MAKE meaningful, even dramatic lives out of what they have available. And then I realized I was doing it too, and it was like "Awww fuck." Anyway, call me (