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June 17, 2015

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Sentence Count

2017 ~ 48
2016 ~ 89
2015 ~ 259
2014 ~ 138
2013 ~ 256
2012 ~ 433
2011 ~ 940
2010 ~ 1786
2009 ~ 2631
2008 ~ 3808
2007 ~ 4502
2006 ~ 3037
2005 ~ 1188



April 04, 2005
“I’d like to appreciate your cooperation.”
Do you ever think about that girl in fifth grade who could touch her elbows to the floor without bending her knees, because I know I sure do.

gray space :: Keith :: 0
Even moving around the room was difficult, stuck in that gray space where reality and perception blended together, constantly fighting off the idea that he was neither asleep nor fully awake.
April 03, 2005
news :: Snow :: 0
Just in case you decide not to watch the news tonight, I thought I’d let you know that the Pope is still dead.
soft edges :: Imaginary Keith :: 0
I’ve heard of people who can’t live without the sunlight, but I’m fine with the constant clouds rolling slowly overhead, tumbling along in the gray light, the sun more concept then reality as it draws my shadow on the sidewalk with such soft edges that I can finally bear to stare at it without questioning what it is to be a man; I lived in the sunlight once, and it hurt, no matter which way I turned my head.
mentor’s advice :: bakerina :: 1
“You want to make friends with your carotenoid pigments.”
April 02, 2005
a minor confession :: Snow :: 1

I have fallen under the evil spell of ice cream.

potential :: Jo :: 0
The vast potential of coconut drinks comes not in the vessel, so much as the delivery system for the sweet blotting effect; they’re all about love.
things that entertain :: Keith :: 0
Ideas and concepts, the visualization and the act of creating - these are the things that entertain me; the things themselves almost always bore me once they are complete.
feng shui :: pam :: 0
She quietly, unobtrusively carved a niche for herself within the emotion-choked clutter of her own house; with every object purloined from other rooms - table, chair, computer, task light, small travel clock - the simple excitement of potential seemed to be able to scrape guilt off the very walls.
mango :: 'mouse :: 0
I thought it would be easy coming up with one pithy, meaningful, really awesomely cool sentence each day, but the more I think about it the more I realize there’s rarely a complete thought, much less a full sentence in my head—right now there’s just a single word, “mango”... oh, wait, now the word is “coffee”—but neither of those words, nice on their own, suggests any inclination to joint other words in a sentence that’s worth the pixels it takes up on your screen.
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