I am not alone. Y'all are the freaks.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
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It's all right if you're afraid of me. Most sissies are.
Biographically
- St. Eph
- A cranky grad student, flailing about at dissertation-writing. N.B.: Song titles are a stupid naming convention, not a promise of downloading opportunities.
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2006
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August
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- I which I offer presents
- In which I consider the past
- In which I nerd out
- In which I make socks and consider writing
- In which I find my people
- In which some progress is made
- In which we resume normal programming
- In which... whatever
- In which there is yet another remodel
- In which I consider some clandestine pedagogy
- In which I fix the comments
- In which my arms are already tired
- In which I make peace with (some of) my demons
- In which there is a great struggle
- In which I audition other sites
- In which I continue to slack
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August
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Categorically
- ambitiously (1)
- critically (1)
- dissertatively (13)
- domestically (2)
- indulgently (1)
- InDWriMoishly (1)
- innovatively (1)
- listily (1)
- pedagogically (6)
- presently (20)
- rantingly (2)
- ridiculously (1)
- stylishly (3)
Gregariously
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1 comment:
Haven't I ever told you about Ivan's unhealthy love of pickle juice? And about the tent crew at Smirkus fighting over the pickle jar?
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