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I dunno. It looks like she(?) is eating.. eggs. Don't *they* restrict egg consumption at her age? sowy. I'm on a tangent here..

Pretty? I don't think so.. maybe it is because of the massive dose of (un)psychoactive chemicals.. You know. Enough of whatever it is, that the face muscles can relax for two minutes..

One question. Why is it that it looks like her(?) eyes are closed in all of those images? well. the question continues. And the blank smile. Like a "psychologically unfit" patient. Overloaded with Thorazine.. I dunno. Enough of that, and I would imagine that I would look fairly pleasant as well..

so whe5re is here "better half" while she is out hobnobbing with subservient, ahem, servants?

I might be persuaded to chip in on a defibrillator. Nurse. Doc, there is no pulse.. Doc. (applying conductive grease to patient). Nurse give me the paddles. ***.. waiting...* Nurse. Clear. kazzzzzort Doc, listens with stethoscope. There is no pulse. The patient is turning deep shades of blue. Nurse. Clear! kazzzzort.

If it is the "living truth" fellowship, why does it seem to be in dire need of resuscitation? I mean, it wants a *donation* of a motorcoach, money, more support..

where do we go from here.. Terry Cath had a few good licks here.. Hendrix hac a few comments about Terry. where would have the music headed.. if he didn't put a loaded gun to his head.. /the "bass buy".. seemed to be able to pick up the beat. Whatever it was.. glad he could read something..

more than you could imagine..

It doesn't look like Dr. John Townsend was the same character in way history.. much younger, different color of hair.. momentus is a little "nothing" seminar. Try going to grad school..

Maybe the big question is.. how can you love someone, without the act of sex involved.. I have many lovers. why do some have such.. what is the word. Immaturity, when it comes to defining love..

The jury came back. About all I have to do is to stay alive for about another ten days.. well.. have to finish a paper.

ha! Well, you could leave your comments. That's ok with me..

So it's been two, almost three long hard years. By the numbers, I have enough 600 level classes. *seems* I've met the requirements.. but I'm waiting for the *official* proclamation. Do I get the darn degree, or what? it's kinda like waiting for the jury to decide on my sentence here..

I can live with that.. God Bless you, Socks friend.. ha!

thinking more.. maybe I shouldn't think so much.. what has the *official* stigma given here.. a forbiddence, for those of the same sex, to connect, on some intimate level.. I dunno.. just ignore me, I'm just rambling here.. Personally. I think we all ought to just ingest large amounts of lsd, and just get it over with..

I dunno. Shoddy research, whatever.. what if he was, but culturally couldn't be? I mean.. the loyster mentioned something of significance, between otherwise incoherent rantings "homosexuality has nothing to do where one is willing to (assert) one's ***** (sexual parts)" this was a quote from he who would never mix his bread and vegetables, of herr loyster. how did he come to this conclusion.. maybe it is all in the mind.. the last professor here. ugly, overweight. This character.. the professor said before that he would be a very good guide through the wilds of Real Analysis.. Do I love this character? Absolutely. Would I do some kind of horizontal tango? Not in a thousand years.. sorry, I'm just trying to digest all of this.

fair enough, I think.. in a way that is exactly the opposite of da way nash.. "we owe no one anything" respect included.

I was thinking a little more.. vulgarity and extreme obnoxiousness have a limited usefulness. I mean, subject someone to verbal beatings long enough.. maybe psychologically the same result is with physical abuse.. one builds up an immunity.. the worst words I ever had for someone.. once. "I was once involved in a GD cult. You remind me of them.." One of the few times I used profanity.. it wasn't the gd that got person's attention..

5. Temporarily Dye Your Hair With Kool-Aid The last person I saw with one of those colors, it appeared to be permanent. That is, the same, one month after another..

at great risk of being perceived as a condescending son of a bitch (sorry! I swore,but only a little) those who use these words publicly don't have the intellect to meaningfully express themselves in any other manner. I have choices..

so this HAS happened to someone else.. :) yet life goes on. One still gets up in the morning.. goes to work, or school, or whatever else it is that is life's calling.. What was it that I saw.. I saw the light of god almighty, or whoever or whatever you want to name him, she, or it.. in a human being, who was not inferior to me.. whatever it was.. it burned like fire.. but it did not really hurt..

I dunno. I think an individual almost needs some kind of religious "experience" or psychotic episode to entirely break it.. something like.. what if one brief moment, you found out the (practically) everything you believed was just, plain wrong.. it's happened to me, in a couple different stages. I think the most important step is, get involved in the community. Surely you learned something that can be useful to somebody other than yourself over the years.. I learned a lot about electronics, computers, and a lot of math. I got involved in the local radio club.

hell.. what is it. maybe it's trying to perform the same mind numbing ritual, expecting some kind of different miraculous result. Like eternally buying a lottery ticket or something.. maybe it is the sponsored link. Want to lose weight? No. for an eternity and an eternity, we can click on the link so as to be hustled into into believing we can lose the last half a pound over obesity..

so the integrity of da word is always, not at stake, but at steak..