wondering why the Raptors lose everytime I go to see them. I think I must be a jinx. Atlanta Hawks killed them last night. :(

Maybe they should pay me not to go.

looking at the office cam..

participating in this thing that pay me to surf..

it is too cold here...it will only be worse in nyc i am certain...

i should check that forcast.

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welcoming you to dysfunction junction.

pull up a soap box and rave away.

leave your scruples at the door.

making friends.


wells fargo's hold music is annoying.

longing to be a scooter jockey........goggles, scarf and a hot-running vespa underneath my creepers

Vespas are for Frenchies.

nate, please be a dear and try not to rub it in ok? unless you'd like to share with us your secrets to wealth and affluence.

oh, and fuck the french.

kymical -stomp, stomp stomp?

Sheila -Burial? Sorry about your luck. Historic or prehistoric? the latter cause most of the trouble.

i am killing time. been working hard since coming back. i kicked a cold's ass in 24 hours, but still phlegmy. hey pat, if you don't like earthquakes what are you doing 10 floors up? I like snow, so I live in the midwest. Wish we had some. I am completely rambling, some body cut me o-

it's my job man, can't really do much about it other than leave, which is not feasible....

jazz.

headach-y.

What a bad day.

Why am I the only person my age I ever see who still has blemishes? Maybe I should learn how to use make-up. other people probably get pimples all the time and just cover them up.

Someone once told me I'd look really good with make-up. I was really offended.

drunk.

quick, someone tell me... is "sleeved" a word?

if, by some weird miracle it is, could you tell me what it means?

Well... it's 3am (or thereabouts/my watch is in another room))& I must be lone-lay. And enjoying a slight buzz/ but drunk not enuf for the Drunken Ramblings board.

But Sarah needs verbiage assistance/so 1st things 1st. (And how is every little thing in Paradise w/the Divine Miss S? Are you living solo/or have you found a suitable roomate to replace the last interloper?)
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Main Entry: sleeve
Pronunciation: 'slEve
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English sleve, from Old English slIefe; perhaps akin to Old English slEfan to slip (clothes) on, slupan to slip, Old High German sliofan, Latin lubricus slippery
Date: before 12th century
1 a : a part of a garment covering an arm b : SLEEVELET
2 a : a tubular part (as a hollow axle or a bushing) designed to fit over another part b : an open-ended flat or tubular packaging or cover; especially : JACKET 3c(2)
- sleeved /'slEvd/ adjective
- sleeve�less /'slEv-l&s/ adjective
- up one's sleeve : held secretly in reserve

from: http://www.m-com/cgi-bin/dictionary

So basically/sleeved means something in it's proper jacket. Or held in reserve. Like yr stash of best dope/I wd guess.
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Anyway/yours truly is LOCKED OUT of the boards yet again. Apparently/ last nite was one of those rare cosmic confluences when access to Sorabjiland was actually possible thru MSIE using AOL's ISP. So/if anyone can tell me what "You must load Dial Up Networking" means/ kindly take a moment to email me so I that I can finally load this damn NetZero program & once again enter into the portals of Sorbajian eternity.

[And Shelia/Howthehell are YOU? And the critters?]

The holidaze & their surrounding haze are descending upon me w/a vengance. I am so fucking depressed/I want to quit my (new & perfectly decent)job/ lock myself in the bedroom w/Six & The Riverside Shakespeare/& drink myslef into a stupor til Jan. 1. And I
have felt this way EVERY FUCKING YEAR for the entire month of December/since my late 20's. WHY is being depressed at Xmas SO MUCH HARDER TO DEAL WITH than being depressed for most of the rest of the year? And I can't even start a thread to BITCH abt it/becuz I can't get into the boards!

But talk amongst yrselves. I'll be fine.
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Six says hello to PJ's cat. And Sem's. It seems they are on some sort of weird feline psychic plane/comparing Xmas lists. Six wants a cat of her own for Xmas. We'll see...

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sending an e-mail to RC.

sarah - rubbing what in? i was on the phone doing an address change for my wells fargo checking account. surely everyone has to do something like that?

by the hold music, they were aiming at college aged freaks. 311 and shit like that.

yech.

fuck the french.

wanting to add a note about Vespas...

not sure if any of my fair sorabjites (what?!) know this.
but i am a scooter queen.

i own a 1963 Vespa GS. like the caddie of Vespas.
unfortunately i am resstoring it. and for some reason the parts don't buy themselves.

so i think everyone should help me pool together sponsors for this.

it will make one cute submissive black girl's dreams come true.

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your hot kymical!


if the events in seattle have you a little disturbed. see what LA's finest are up to and be totally afraid.

http://www.newtimesla.com/issues/current/feature.html

do you ever get so bored that you think you might actually die? today is just one of those days.

i need an outdoor job.


thank god for boards and scrabble.

I know exactly what you mean Sarah. Every Friday at my work is like that. *yawn*

Drinking.
Cognac.
(Specifically Courvoisier/which has such a wonderfully nutty flavor & buttery texture on the tongue. I'm glad for this cold snap & the chance to rediscover my old driking habits from back in NY.)

Fighting off a cold w/cognac & Zinc & Echinacea & Vit.C. It seems that I'm winning.

Missing my parents/who are away for the month of Dec.

Watching movies. ("A Lesson Before Dying" -- not as poetic as the book/but good performances by all. "Happiness" -- quite overrated IMO. And abt to view "Beseiged" w/Thandie Newton.)

Being pissed off that I can't get back into the boards now that I'm hot for Sorabjiland once
again.

Wondering why the hell are all the pages I go to are taking forever to load on AOL????

Looking for Nate's email & not finding it. Pls. re-send -- I last accessed my email at work & my 'puter crashed in the middle of it/so I might have missed it.

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Main Entry: sleeve
Pronunciation: 'slEv
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English sleve, from Old English slIefe; perhaps akin to Old English slEfan to slip (clothes) on, slupan to slip, Old
High German sliofan, Latin lubricus slippery
Date: before 12th century
1 a : a part of a garment covering an arm b : SLEEVELET
2 a : a tubular part (as a hollow axle or a bushing) designed to fit over another part b : an open-ended flat or tubular packaging or
cover; especially : JACKET 3c(2)
- sleeved /'slEvd/ adjective : 88 muhfugging points for me. Yet another big win over Sarah for me.
- sleeve�less /'slEv-l&s/ adjective
- up one's sleeve : held secretly in reserve
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I know exactly what you mean Sarah. Every Friday at my work is like that. *yawn*

here here moonit!

chew me Dave.

i walked in an hour late for work this morning, to find my entire group, including my boss, having an origami craft session in the conference room.

before i even made it to my office, i was sitting down folding square pieces of shiny red foil paper into little birds. i said to Joan, "Is this real?" she said, "You mean this experience?" and i said, "Yeah." and she grabbed me on the arm and said, "No! You're dreaming! It's time to wake up." but it wasn't a dream at all, it was real.

some days are so surreal...

observing bitter irony.

subnote: i think the cat is playing dead. there is no way she can sleep like that.

i finally after begging for my job back, i got it. only they want to put me directly across the metroplex from where i was working. but kym doesn't have a car (i got a pipe dream called a Vespa) and on top of that they want me to start training on the 13th. but wait mum and da want me in AZ for christmas and i already have the tickets.
all i freakin' want is money at this point. lots of money for being witty and a nice dresser.
snazzy even.

will someone shoot me?

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"...i want to be a big fish...in a small pond...c'mon baby LETS SPAWN!


sock it to me bayby!!!!"

in a bad mood. but that spawning comment cheered me up... what do you think would happen if i went up to some guy in a bar and said that? dare me?

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You'd regret it, Sister. Trust me on this.

Reserve the spawning comments for men you know well/who get yr sense of humor. And whose genes are worthy of perpetuating. Even if the goal is nothing more than perpetuating yr personal groove.

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waking up for te 5th time this afternoon.

johnathan is coming by in like 30 minutes. we have to go to the mall. because johnathan likes the mall cause he likes to steal from the mall.

i don't want to go. i want him to buy me frenchfries and a Sonic milkshake, pineapple.

i will have to work the magic then.

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reconsidering. saying something about spawning won't make my day better. it's the most anti-me thing that i could possibly say. i will not ever even say the word spawning in my life ever. EVER.

Inundated by text.
Drowning in a sea of
theory with no way out. 2
more week's to go and I
am running out of fu

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FUEL

You want to know what I'm doing? I'll tell you what I'm doing. I'm stalling. I'm procrastinating. I'm stringing my own noose. I waited YET AGAIN until the final two days of classes to write my big papers. I have to write a 14-page one today and a 10-page one tomorrow. It is 3:30 now. If I started today's paper RIGHT NOW, I could possibly be done by 1 am. I don't want to be up that late. I'm tired. I want to go to bed. But the longer I wait, the worse I make it for me. Will I ever learn?