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retired [16 Feb 2008|09:41pm] [ mood | nostalgic ] [ music | project runway ] it's been a good run, but it's time to move on. in case you hadn't noticed, i'm making it official. this lj is retired. check out my new tumblr blog if you still want to know what's going on in my life! (you should make one too.) ♥!! ???? ]

literary spam [10 Nov 2006|11:38am] i get a lot of junk sent to my emmanuel e-mail account. yesterday, while sifting through it all, one subject line caught my attention: "mouse brown, nimble headed." what? nothing about enlarging my penis? i had to open it. what i found was a confusing paragraph which i wall paste below. are not some among us to whom a ball would be rather a punishment than a pleasure." counteracted by an awkward taste. they were all of them warm in their admiration; and at that moment de bourgh were out of the way. but, my dearest jane, you cannot seriously imagine that because miss "to jane herself," she exclaimed, "there could be no possibility of objection; all loveliness and enough to drive happiness away. "upon my word," said her ladyship, "you give your opinion very decidedly for so young a "but that expression of 'violently in love' is so hackneyed, so doubtful, so indefinite, that it gives "i am sick of mr. bingley," cried his wife. ×shire have left meryton, and they are going in a fortnight." "if it was to be secret," said jane, "say not another word on the subject. you may depend upon "had you then persuaded yourself that i should?" "i am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at least be no want of subject. we may"i do not know. mrs. bennet and lydia are going in the carriage to meryton. and so, my dear "heaven forbid! that would be the greatest misfortune of all! to find a man agreeable whom destroyed the letter. there was one part especially, the opening of it, which i should dread your having "you may depend upon it, madam," said miss bingley, with cold civility, "that miss bennet will elizabeth's mind was now relieved from a very heavy weight; and, after half an hour's quiet "it may do very well for the others," replied mr. bingley; "but i am sure it will be too much for acquaintances had been numerous; but since he had been in the militia, it did not appear that he was on "is it possible?" cried elizabeth, when she had finished. "can it be possible that he will marry and to the purpose. alone, quite alone! what could she mean by it? it seems to me to show an abominable sort of conceited and lydia depended less on any single event, or any partic! ular person, for though they each, like approaching nuptials of my eldest daughter, of which, it seems, he has been told by some of the distinction of rank preserved." no advertisements. no nothing. just text. text from pride and prejudice. i have gotten at least seven of these e-mails since yesterday. no attachments, seemingly no motive other than spreading the good (and horribly mangled) word of jane austen. [ 3 | ???? ]

[07 Nov 2006|09:55pm] [ music | ECR!!!!! ] dear brian littlefield, when i had you for drawing I i hated you. if yours had been the first art class i had ever taken, i am fairly positive you would have crushed my little artistic soul and i would have dropped art forever. i happen to know of quite a few people who you actually did that to. and it's not that you were overly mean or anything. you just had no idea what you were doing. thankfully, i was secure enough in my artistic abilities to keep going and was rewarded with steve locke for drawing II. three years later, we met again in printmaking. at first you seemed pretty good, i had heard you were tolerable in that class and i was actually starting to believe it. i believe i even referred to us as bffs at one point. know this, little b: you are no longer my bff. YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE. I DO NOT DESERVE A B-/C+ AS MY MIDSEMESTER GRADE. a quote from my grade sheet: "draw & print so that burrs 'look beautiful'" wtf. we're over. [ 8 | ???? ]

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