the harpy
Saturday, October 22, 2005

Christmas on the horizon

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Art modeling is a lot of thinking and noticing. The classical music in the dim room,with the patter and scratch of charcoal on paper. The ro...
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Friday, October 21, 2005

undaunted, we advance...

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... to serve the principle of freedom. My orals are next week, just to clear up confusion. I went to bed ridiculously early last night. Pat...
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Saturday, October 15, 2005

impotent rage

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I infuriated the driver behind me by stopping my car in the right hand lane and parking. She honked. I pointed at the big yellow sign and je...
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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

rude

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The radio kept playing dirty songs about cheating lovers. I turned it off. Mike is being good in New York. Fuck off, radio. So Yuri has this...
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Sunday, October 09, 2005

Blue Turk

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I couldn't get the shower hot enough to shake the chill I was feeling today. Just stood under the steaming water with goose bumps and st...
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Saturday, October 08, 2005

unsettled

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The peace of our neighborhood was rattled by the homecoming of our military neighbors. You Fucker (the only name for him that gets screamed ...
Friday, October 07, 2005

the sickness

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A couple nights ago I came home late to find Gavin watching tv while my mother chatted with a neighbor. He was zoned out in front of America...
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Monday, October 03, 2005

Mike be gone

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If you set a butterfly free and it doesn't return to you, it was never yours to begin with, but if you smash it and it reanimates as a z...
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Sunday, October 02, 2005

work

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Reference question of the day: "This library?" Yes, yes it is. And no, we don't have any books. Good librarians smile at their...
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Friday, September 30, 2005

Oh crap, it's Friday

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mom: what do you want do today, Gavin? Gavin: daaaah [grannie], it's cookie day. [duh] Who am I to argue? I've got cookies baking n...
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