Month: July 2005

Celcius 232.778: the sequel to Fahrenheit 451

Let’s see, I’ve brought you all up to speed on how I got here, now let’s catch up to where I am. I am 49 minutes away from my first class right now. It should be my second, but I’m not really in the first class and I thought I’d stick out fairly obviously in…

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This is the story…

Well, I managed to alienate my flatmates in one day. A new record.If you’d like pictures of what I’m living in, peruse my roommate’s site or just go here. Speaking of which, allow me to give you a quick rundown on my current mates: Trumpet Rob Troyan, whom I knew before I arrived. He’s a…

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Goodie Grab Bag II

(Humor knows only the bounds of this little black book) 1: I’ve seen an opera. 2: Did you like it? 1: Sort of. I kept expecting a fat lady, though. 2: There was no fat lady? 1: No, all of the singers were medium-weight. 2: Then how did you know it was over? — It’s…

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Cover Letter for a Non-Paying Job

To Whom it May Concern, I received my Ph.D. in Phrenological Psychology from Amsterdam University in 1993. After that, I opened an independent practice where I promptly drew criticisms for my support of eugenics in primates (Eugenic Nullification, I called it). When my practice failed, I took up a job in the circus. That’s right:…

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B’Day, Mate…

So how ’bout I’m in Sydney, Australia eating “Potato Gems.” In case you’ve never been particularly fond of potato products, these are just poorly made tator tots. Yeah, life’s interesting. Allow me to give you a point by point (using points and points) account of my life thus far: Flight left at 3:10 Mother cried…

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Oh, babe, I hate to go

All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go, I‘m standing here outside your door, I hate to wake you up to say good-bye. But the dawn is breaking, it’s early morn, the taxi’s waiting He’s blowing his horn. Already I’m so lonesome I could die. So kiss me and smile for me, tell me…

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