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apperception, ironed_orchid, and springheel_jack—or, rather, high school versions of them played by attractive young actors—showed up. They showed little indication of recognizing me during the meeting, but afterwards, we all went up to the roof and hung out.
The building were were on backed onto the ocean, so when the tide came in, the water hit the wall of the building. It started to rain. Big ladybugs, the size of cherry tomatoes, swooped overhead and landed in the water. We talked about philosophy, of course, and we talked aboutwouldprefernot2, whose presence seemed to be almost tangible.
Suddenly, a caveman jumped over the wall, dragging an unconscious peacock behind him. When we looked closer, we saw that it was not so much a peacock as a naked woman who'd grown wings and a peacock tail. She woke up and started struggling. They were balanced precariously on the edge of the building, and we were seized with indecision. Finally, out of species solidarity, we grabbed the caveman and hauled him over to safety on the roof, while the peacock-woman scrambled for a grip on the edge.
In real-life news, I went to see A Silver Mt. Zion last night and they were all kinds of awesome. Oh, and I got to meet Efrim, and I restrained myself quite well from being a fangirl or mentioning that ASMZ's first album saved my life (it did).
Dear fighter jets outside my apartment,
You are too loud. Please go away. This is Toronto, not Beirut. I bet Harper had something to do with it, and he must think it's okay to put fighter jets in Toronto because he lives all the way in Ottawa.
Wankers.
No love,
sabotabby
apperception, ironed_orchid, and springheel_jack—or, rather, high school versions of them played by attractive young actors—showed up. They showed little indication of recognizing me during the meeting, but afterwards, we all went up to the roof and hung out.The building were were on backed onto the ocean, so when the tide came in, the water hit the wall of the building. It started to rain. Big ladybugs, the size of cherry tomatoes, swooped overhead and landed in the water. We talked about philosophy, of course, and we talked about
wouldprefernot2, whose presence seemed to be almost tangible.Suddenly, a caveman jumped over the wall, dragging an unconscious peacock behind him. When we looked closer, we saw that it was not so much a peacock as a naked woman who'd grown wings and a peacock tail. She woke up and started struggling. They were balanced precariously on the edge of the building, and we were seized with indecision. Finally, out of species solidarity, we grabbed the caveman and hauled him over to safety on the roof, while the peacock-woman scrambled for a grip on the edge.
In real-life news, I went to see A Silver Mt. Zion last night and they were all kinds of awesome. Oh, and I got to meet Efrim, and I restrained myself quite well from being a fangirl or mentioning that ASMZ's first album saved my life (it did).
Dear fighter jets outside my apartment,
You are too loud. Please go away. This is Toronto, not Beirut. I bet Harper had something to do with it, and he must think it's okay to put fighter jets in Toronto because he lives all the way in Ottawa.
Wankers.
No love,
sabotabby
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Date: 2006-09-02 07:49 pm (UTC)Jim hadn't said anything, but he was so excited by this unexpected interaction with the band, he was smiling through the whole experience.
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Date: 2006-09-02 09:27 pm (UTC)>>>>> Wow, specieism and misogynism all in one dream. You have some issues to work out :p
I went to high school near the Dugway Proving Grounds in Utah (where the U.S. Army once "accidentally" released nerve gas in the 1970s and killed about a 1000 head of free range sheep.)
B1 bombers and F16s would frequently fly at about 200-500 ft. above our isolated valley at super sonic speeds on thier approach to thier "mock attack" runs. They often producing sonic booms that rattled our windows and threatended to shatter the windows. That was a little annoying.
The Air Force also once lost control of "guided" missle lauched from a bomber that supposed to hit a target on the range too. The bomber luanched it over Arizona and it flew a spiral pattern over the state of Utah for about an hour, slowly zeroing in on whatever target it had locked on too by mistake. Fortunately it it hit an unoccupied trailer that had some experimental equipment in it located on the bombing range.
And people wonder why the Americans are losing in Iraq?
I wish I could make that stuff up.
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Date: 2006-09-02 09:38 pm (UTC)I think these planes are intentional. This does not make me happy.
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Date: 2006-09-03 12:48 am (UTC)you are kind of neat to look at, but all you are doing is creeping everyone out. please cease and desist any and all military low flying helicopter flights over my house.
your secret admirer,
gene
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Date: 2006-09-05 01:45 pm (UTC)(I don't have any recent drunk pictures though. Oh well, there's a homework assignment.)
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Date: 2006-09-03 08:15 pm (UTC)Also, your al-Awda poster would look way h0tt on a tee.
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