BardHaven
New laptop is insanely delicious...fast and pretty as the dead. Now I need to reinstall everything, and download all that porn again! Damn!
| Springsteen sings to me...And the freedom that you sought, driftin like a ghost among the tree. This is what will be, this is what will be. |
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| Sunlight's cold as I push the ache, welcoming it like peace....the last nail hammered home, no words yet. |
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| Suzanne Vega on the Zune...Perfect..."Pages made of Days of Open Hand." |
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| Parenting is all about waiting outside places..doctor's offices, schools, friend's houses, prisons...get used to it and bring a book. |
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| True...I have always played Black/White decks myself...Death and Protection. What does that say about me? |
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| Be afraid...the boy has discovered my old Magic cards...and he prefers red/greed decks. How very nine. |
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| New Linden feature, Miss Callisto. Your AV can look like a kid, but it can't remove it's skirt. |
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| Hey, at least it is a streamlined, personally optimized XP SP3 install...not like I just put a CD in like a citizen. I have my pride... |
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| I don't get my Ubergeek merit badge, sucked Linux out of Kage, mixed and installed a custom XP blend, just 800M. Much nicer. |
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| Meat Loaf for breakfast on the Zune, shrieking truth...Every hero was once, every villian was once...just a boy with a bad attitude. |
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| My Eee 701 arrived tonight. 4G, matte black as sin, Linux preinstalled. I have named it Kage and I love it. I see more gadgets in my future. |
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| Lawyers are very strange creatures...like carniverous platapuses...platapusi? |
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| On my way to a meeting with my lawyer. Moments like think laws against wearing enormous armored suits are dumb. |
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| Sure they are GothPop for MTV, but I would STILL bear Amy Lee demon spawn bastards...and like it. |
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| Old Evanescence on the Zune...Holding my last breath. Plus I have a new bag! |
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| First day wearing shorts in public...I feel like a pirate, scars all over my calf. Where's my damn parrot? |
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| Slowly getting into a performance mindset, shedding other perspectives like coats, leaving them by the door. |
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| Leonard Cohen sings to me..."Those who dance, begin to dance...those who weep, begin. Those who earnestly are lost, are lost and lost again. |
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| hugs the kitten...willing her blood pressure down again. |
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