Lucky clover

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ENTRY # 74 comments Liz, ell@mail.rit.edu, http://www.it.rit.edu/~ell/mamamusings/, , 24.93.24.53, 1059447534, 2004-05-16 20:41:18, A good omen, I think. And a wonderful picture! fp, fpaynter@sandhilltech.com, http://www.sandhilltech.com/weblog/blogger.html/, , 67.38.160.221, 1059450479, 2004-05-16 20:41:18, Lucky find! Elouise Oyzon, ero@it.rit.edu, 24.24.58.160, 1059456254, 2004-05-16 20:41:18, Do you believe in magic? fp, fpaynter@sandhilltech.com, http://www.sandhilltech.com/weblog/blogger.html/, , 67.38.160.221, 1059523512, 2004-05-16 20:41:18, Do you believe in magic in a young girls heart How the music can free her, whenever it starts …

Not much

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ENTRY # 73 I have an existential map. It has You are here written all over it. Steven Wright Not much to say today. The thoughts in my head should remain there. comments Brendyn, bwa5099@it.rit.edu, http://soblog.thatbigdog.com, , 24.61.47.194, 1059356312, 2004-05-16 20:41:18, good tip, elouise.

News from abroad

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ENTRY # 72 My aunt is a nun in the Philipines. She sent two emails, one was a regular family update- that ended with Something urgent just came on the FAX. Ill call by phone about it. I have to go. Pray for the peace of our country. Take care and God bless. She returns a few minutes later. Hello again! Thanks be to God. The emergency that I mentioned …

Chat AV, chat_av

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ENTRY # 71 I’ve been playing with iChat AV. Way cool, and I suspect one of those transforming evolutionary steps. Still, not something for use all of the time. Example, if the daily barometer is in the feel-like-shit-anti-sociable sector, it ain’t happening. (This screen grab is the just-rolled-out-of-bed-Weez…Not great, but more importantly, not awful. Moral: good camera set up and lighting go a long way to ameliorate bed head and …

Full fathoms my friends lie

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ENTRY # 70 Say I’ve got problem X. Okay, Ive got problem X. Its a biggie–complicated, repercussions for the rest of my life, yadda, yadda, yadda. So my head has been spinning in a loop dee loop. My emotions doing more of a twist, mash potato, sink/swim combination. I was out with two of my best friends. Both lovely strong-willed opinionated folk. My kinda people. Caring buds that they are, …

Classic anxiety dream

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ENTRY # 69 I’m driving Betty Lou, my Renault hatchback. (You already know this can’t be good). Its raining. Then snowing. Icing. (Not like a cake thang). I have to get to my certification exam. The car runs into a ditch…many adventures in trying to get to the damn exam… I finally arrive at the room. “Wheres the exam?” A woman replies, “You’ve already taken it.” “I have?” “Yes, and …

Relativity

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ENTRY # 68 Mark Rothko, White Center,1950 What is important at any given moment is entirely based upon what surrounds it. Myriad stimulus vies for ones attention all the time. That one thing even makes it to the forefront of the mind is amazing, but even given ones full attention, it doesnt exist in isolation. It (whatever it is) is colored by whatever flanks it both physically and temporally. The …

Prufrock, Dante, and me

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ENTRY # 67 S`io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo Non torno vivo alcun, siodo il vero, Senza tema dinfamia ti rispondo. Translation of epigraph: “If I thought that my reply would be to someone who would ever return to earth, this flame would remain without further movement; but as no one …

Lovesong with Backup Vocal

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ENTRY # 66 Its been a couple of days. Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells; Streets that follow like a tedious argument Of insidious intent To lead you to an overwhelming …

Catalyst

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ENTRY # 65 It started with a pile of junk mail thrown on the floor. My trash, left on the dining table. Gabriel toppling it down. Some words. A day spent cleaning the house, not speaking, taking turns leaving. We speak to the boys gently, but not at all to one another. By evening, we direct perfunctory sentences. “Good soup. Thanks for dinner.” “The bathroom looks nice.” The next day. …

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