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this moody fish: procrastin' nation
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10 pg paper due tomorrow, and i'm still staring at a weak outline. It'll be a marathon, but it'll get done / Potential craft nights on Wednesdays! I get to knit! It is glorious, i am excited / birthday soon / i found a lost potential friend again last night (marianne) making marko's quick exodus less of a drag / it is so stupidly beautiful out, this paper is cruel / kinda happy, in spite. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Just a mid-week existential dilemma.
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this moody fish: September 2006
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They've gone. To Montreal, to China, to Korea, to Guelph. and what will i do now? I think I will sleep more. And drink more reasonably (see: not under Kara's influence). And brainstorm cute little packages to send them all. This year i crave hibernation and quiet productivity. let's see how far I get until i crave chaos and live on Kara's montreal couch. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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this moody fish: January 2007
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All fires have to burn alive. to live". I can feel myself getting sick. My head is swimming and my bones are aching. These ailments get added to a persistently heavy heart. These past five months have been difficult. In ways I never saw coming. I've had to defend myself, time and time again, to those who I thought loved me unconditionally. Would know enough that I guilt myself into sickness at merely a word from them – that they don’t have to try. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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this moody fish: "All fires have to burn alive.. to live"
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All fires have to burn alive. to live". I can feel myself getting sick. My head is swimming and my bones are aching. These ailments get added to a persistently heavy heart. These past five months have been difficult. In ways I never saw coming. I've had to defend myself, time and time again, to those who I thought loved me unconditionally. Would know enough that I guilt myself into sickness at merely a word from them – that they don’t have to try. You should post more,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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this moody fish: Embittered
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Work was particularly intolerable, and not. Because of the customers. I missed the Stitch and Kitch because I was too bitter to walk the 5 minutes after work, plus the guilt of the unlearned whole of Canadian History necessary for Tuesday's exam. My grammer is terrible and my mood is worse. Fuck you, School. Don't you know I'm over you? Abort Going out for a drink. Oh it will be my pretty. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It waved RIGHT AT ME. Red Wine and Genocide.
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this moody fish: December 2006
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Had a fantastic night. So glad I got off the couch. Heather and Emma made my night! So excited for New Years. Dance dance dance! It waved RIGHT AT ME. Because I'm trying to be uber-positive about the unfortunate exam that i have to write in 14.5 hours, i must tell about the THING that made my day yesterday (yes, positivity is clearly a stretch when i'm holding onto yesterday's thing). I giggled for 5 minutes. Thank you cockroach man! Work was particularly intolerable, and not. Abort Going out for a drink.
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this moody fish: just a mid-week existential dilemma
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Just a mid-week existential dilemma. Int'l Women's Day was today. You can always except some inspiration to come from it. And it did. But. i got some insight into my arcane little self in the process. About the box I've build around myself, the rules I've created, the routines that rule me, the safety i've found in limits. I'm good with my hands - why don't i paint? And how I miss being in tune with my body - what happened to my yoga? And people. i miss people, and yet I sequester myself off so frequ...
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this moody fish: warm & fuzzy
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Had a fantastic night. So glad I got off the couch. Heather and Emma made my night! So excited for New Years. Dance dance dance! Hope you had a great time last night. I spent my evening packing and taking a nap before my early flight out of Bangkok back to Seoul. Wheee! Hey you, where are those new years pictures? Those are my dykes, you can't enjoy them without me! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It waved RIGHT AT ME. Red Wine and Genocide.
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this moody fish: August 2006
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Maybe it's too far into my consciousness for my own good, but I still believe that Delirium of The Sandman says it best. Perhaps that explains. a lot. She's sick and up to no good. Uh oh Rachael is a blogger now. Too sick to go outside, she finds alternative ways to bother everyone. She has a special illness, it seems, that makes her type in third-person. Curious. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Shes sick and up to no good.
