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A great place to keep your fantastic ideas, like, "Hey! I need to write more sentences about crickets and English gentlemen with unruly beards."
Something happened to me today that was so peculiar, so odd, so startlingly, precisely unusual that I can’t seem to do it justice by explaining it to someone else, let alone manage to explain it in one sentence.
She looked at the blank piece of paper and it did nothing but look right back at her.
I went to the beach yesterday and came out to find myself wedged out of the driver’s side entrances by a white pontaic parked no more than 4 inches away: after squeezing children and myself through the passenger side, i found a piece of notebook paper, wrote ‘You are an Asshole, signed- the Car Next To You’ in really big print and impaled it on the car antenna (reachable from my window). i felt better anyhow.
While this isn’t the place, this is the time that I need to say what must be said, to show in some way what must be changed, to tip the scales back, just ever so slightly, to the cause of people.
Ollie Ollie Oxenfree, America’s top Tag athlete, found himself frustrated as a child when no one would play his favorite game with him, years later after winning his first gold medal in Barcelona Ollie finally understood truely “what is in a name.”
If the agent appears tense, frustrated, or even doubtful of your answer to a question, and subsequently snaps off their pencil lead while taking notes, remain positive by remembering that it was the paper that took the brunt of the agent’s emotion, and not your eye like the agent was thinking.
“I’m pretty sure it’s the same technology used on this TV my grandparents had that was all 80’s-high-tech because the buttons on the TV could only be pressed by living flesh for it to work but it didn’t work for me at all and if I was the only person at their house I had to hold the dog up to the TV to change the channel.” [The Bloggess]
Some days I wake up, and never think to myself: “Man, I hope that I don’t lose my entire music library because it becomes corrupted.”
As much as Oscar loved words, he found it very frustrating that he could not remember the present.
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