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Nemesis Of The Vole: October 2006
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Nemesis Of The Vole. Friday, October 13, 2006. Not so much a magpie than a squirrel. This, right now, is my favourite time of year. I like the summer because I can wear fewer layers of clothing, and winter when it's snowy, but this particular stage of autumn (or 'fall' for all you foreigners) is beautiful. I love the pinkish-grey light that overlays everything just after the sun sets. The slight chill in the air that makes me think of snuggling up under a fleecy throw with a good book. Oh, and when we we...
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O! Momma.: He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.
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A day in the life of. He is happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home. Alright, so you're in Germany, hopefully you got yourself in to some temporary lodging and you are ready to start house hunting. (If you aren't ready to house hunt, and are looking for information on what to do before you get to Germany check out this page. For the early part of the process.). Living on the economy. Things are different in Germany than they were in the US - and probably even other OCONUS assignments...
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O! Momma.: Kitchen inspiration.
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A day in the life of. Thursday, January 6, 2011. Anywho.My kitchen "theme" is vintangeorangeflorida. All together like that. And I waited until I was visiting "back home" to check out antique and thrift shops to start shopping for items. Well, I visited, I shopped, I have started my kitchen theme. :). Some of these things are going to be used as decoration, some will be functional.some will be altered slightly to end up as a part of the kitchen.maybe more blog to follow on that one. :). Id also try etsy ...
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Hieronymus Anonymous: August 2005
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Sunday, August 21, 2005. Well, 'tis the night of the 21st of August, and on the morrow I leave for two weeks of sun, sea, sand, and sangria. No, sorry, I tell a lie. I leave for a fortnight of drizzle, England, and The Family. This should be. interesting. There's a lot of us going this year. My parents, my older sister and her husband, me and Matt, my younger brother, and my youngest brother, who's bringing his girlfriend. Nine people who are quiet and well-behaved would be quite a handful, but us lot?
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Hieronymus Anonymous: April 2006
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Friday, April 28, 2006. I have been having a think about graffiti. Not the art kind (which has a purpose) or band names or whatever as 'advertisements' (see Alleschwindel. Or even funny phrases (see Plankton! After all, I'd have about half as many photos in this silly little webpage if it weren't for them. The ones I wonder about are the more prosaic ones. The 'I was ere' and its equivalents. Just. why? I mean, what's the point of scratching your name and the date into a wall, or biro-ing it on a door?
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Hieronymus Anonymous: February 2006
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Monday, February 27, 2006. Family Matters (or does it? I've just got back from dropping my cousin off at the station. She's been here since Thursday night. Here's some observations and anecdotes of my last 93 hours. We started heaving this damn bag up the hill. We managed to get a bus for one stop, just to save time, then I got to carry the bag up the rest of the hill myself. We got to the flat road to the station, and J. said "Oh look, the bag has wheels! I can't raise my arms any more. She also said I ...
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Hieronymus Anonymous: September 2005
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005. Raindrops and noses and whiskers on kittens. Somethingty something and somethingty mittens. It would be sad if the poor kittens had no noses. Or, y'know, raindrops. Yes, it's random facts day again today. There is, after all, naught of excitement under the BDP bar about 50 buttons that someone has left, and the odd large branch that has come down in the wind. Today is brought to you by the number. er. 13. And the letter X. Most animals, really. Thursday, September 22, 2005.
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Acci's Blog: Mayan Calendar Doom!!!!!!!
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Monday, July 30, 2012. Because of this complete unconnectedness, there is no easy way to predict how the two calendars will mesh up. We know that the day after August 31. Is always going to be September 1. And that the day before Thursday will always be Wednesday. But is September the 1. Going to be a Wednesday? Was a Saturday was five years ago, and it will be another six years from now before we get Saturday the 1. The reason why we usually mention the year as well is because we often are working withi...
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The Natterings of Nettie: Sounds of nature
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The Natterings of Nettie. It's not dangerous, until something goes wrong! Wednesday, October 24, 2012. Christian and I had gone to bed and could hears noises coming from the pond across the road. Me - Is that ducks making that noise? C- Ah no. That would be frogs. Me - They sound like ducks. *pause* Do you think it's a defense mechanism? C - What is? C - Snakes eat frogs. Me - So the frogs sound like ducks so snakes won't eat them. C - If you say so. Me - Hang on, do snakes have ears? Can they even hear?
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The Natterings of Nettie: August 2012
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The Natterings of Nettie. It's not dangerous, until something goes wrong! Sunday, August 26, 2012. Yes I know, I'm being lazy, but a txt message recap post is better than no post at all, yes? Christian - This shirt kills my nipples. Me - Thanks for that visual. Christian - Imagine my shirt in a book depository with a sniper rifle. My nipples driving past in a convertible, waving at the crowd. All of a sudden - *BAM*. Me - Back, and to the left. Friday, August 17, 2012. C - Was he a pig? C - No sense.
