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read dis nd ur eyez will hurt
if u is a journo prof, look away. dis culd hurt ur eyez. i noticd 2nite dat it takes actul effrt to pull dis off. like, da ppl dat do it desrve alot of credit. it isnt natral 2 tlk lik dis. how is it natural 2 type like dis? all i kno is dat Read more
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An evolution of taste
I am currently uploading a few of my old CDs to my iTunes. Now I’m reminiscing about how my music taste has evolved. Care to join me? The first song I called my “favorite” was “Pieces of Me” by Ashlee Simpson. I wanted her CD, Autobiography, so bad, but never bought it. Instead, I purchased Lindsay Read more
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Fat Tuesday
I had heard the name “Old Library” before, but assumed it was the name of a bar in town. (Mom of college student: “Where are you?” Student: “The Old Library” = the perfect plan.) Turns out, it was once a library in Olean, N.Y. Now it is a beautiful restaurant with a luxurious menu. Yesterday, Read more
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Just call me butter
I am on a writing roll right now. Just call me butter. …sorry. That was really lame. Any who, I just completed an Intellectual Journey essay, an article for The Intrepid and finalized another article for The Intrepid. Next is one for The Buzzworthy and the touchups on my Denny story. Oh, and tweet composition. Only, this time I won’t Read more
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Whoa, Memories!
I am currently taking a trip down memory lane. My computer’s screen saver popped up and album covers flipped around. I decided to play some music. Nelly Furtado’s Whoa, Nelly! popped up as a cover, so I clicked on it. I can still see this CD spinning around my purple portable CD player. I finally Read more