The Things We Think but Do Not Say.
You were thinking it, I just said it.
Archive for September, 2006
I’m gonna go out on a high note.
• September 25, 2006
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I wish it could have turned out differently.
• September 25, 2006
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It looked kind of like creamed corn.
• September 21, 2006
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I’m very convincing.
• September 20, 2006
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They don’t exactly get sent out the way they came in.
• September 20, 2006
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A good fire is a work of art.
• September 19, 2006
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They surrounded him.
• September 19, 2006
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I did see it.
• September 18, 2006
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I realized later on what I almost caused.
• September 18, 2006
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Ahh, at last a good night’s sleep.
• September 16, 2006
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