there are so many thoughts stuck my head.
it's like they are all cramped up in there and have no place to go, so they just mill around all day and gossip and talk about me behind my back.
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- what makes a good gift?
- macaroni and cheese
- brrrrrr
- i am full up to here
- proper utensils
- jane jacobs died today
- she may be a cynic
- julie says that i am too quick to give people the ...
- i found myself at a party tonight
- i forgot to get the gas turned back on
- just so you all know, we're doing it on purpose
- passing afternoon
- moules frites
- it's been too long without music
- mittens
- confusion
- black on black on black on black
- some of my favorite recent spammers
- "We called for a labor force, but it was human bei...
- somewhere up there
- it's a steel! (oh yes i did)
- the centre pompidou is one of my favorite places i...
- it has long since been determined that i am a clum...
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- my father read me a poem tonight
- homework
- more
- he loves dinosaurs
- "life's too short to live in anyone's box, especia...
- i waited all morning for the rain to let up so tha...
- i accidently scratched a mole off my back
- by request
- la défense
- field
- secret agents
- the metro goes above ground
- tamara
- gas station bathroom...belgium?
- antwerp
- the tuileries
- scratching an itch
- i am full up to here
- every time i go away
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