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April 04, 2005
eisenberg’s :: bakerina :: 0
The last ten seats at the counter, furthest from the front door, are known to the staff and regulars as “Hawaii.”
Yes, but it does not state that there must be milk in the refrigerator after said candy is finished.

egg cream :: bakerina :: 1
One inch of cold milk, one bwip of Fox’s U-Bet Chocolate Syrup, seltzer to the top, stir, stir, stir.
sunbreaks :: 'mouse :: 0
The problem with Seattle weather isn’t the rain – that’s highly exaggerated – the problem is the dog-years it ages you to have to live through several completely unpredictable manic sun-rain-sun-rain cycles nearly every day.

My (now deceased) disabled husband and I were married for 43 years and loved each other very much, so you should have understood that when I filed for divorce and tried to get him summarily and forcibly removed from the family home of 40 years by falsely accusing him of dangerous homosexual phone sex and by making up false stories of physical violence against me, it was just my way of showing him love and trying to get him proper medical care; you should have represented his interests better—or at least gotten a bigger retainer before defending him from me.

natural selection :: pam :: 0
If it has artificial flavors, artificial colors, no trans-fat, low carbs and reduced calories, AND there is a legal injunction against calling itself by the name of the very food it is trying to imitate, maybe Nature is trying to tell you something.
“I’d like to appreciate your cooperation.”
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.”
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