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It's Cold Outside
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Wed Dec 5th, 2001 at 02:20:26 AM PDT
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What is it about winter that just depresses me to no end? The dull white blanket that looks so cozy, but feels so awful? The brown, leafless trees that look like menacing crooked hands chasing after me, who's running down the street like a lunatic?
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me me me
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Mon Nov 19th, 2001 at 09:57:14 PM PDT
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Ok, I just added my little profile to the Who the Fuck Are You? segment and I find it interesting to analyze what I come up with; I mean, I had to make it sound like I'm a hep cat, but I had to be honest too, ya know? Now, I'm wondering if it's at all possible to be completely honest when the subject is yourself. Any insights? Cause I'm drowning here. Not that I'm tortured by this or anything, I'm actually entering into a really good place in my life. I think.
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it's been a while
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Mon Jul 23rd, 2001 at 12:48:31 AM PDT
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I have been both busy and at the same time lounging around wondering what to do. I realized that I didn't have much news to submit a diary entry , but oh, well, here goes. I've decided to stop pondering the world, because it's fucking lame and pointless...Hmmm, what to say, what to say...I still don't like being enamoured of someone who doesn't know I exist. It has no payoff, and I'm beginning to regret that, ya know? I wake up every morning to those damn birds chirping and it's starting to drive me crazy. If I were a bird, god forbid, I would stay mute and chirp nothing. I'm no bird hater, but I don't need to be chirped into consciousness at 5am every morning. I was at work the other day and doing the enviable duty of taking out the trash ( Yes, I have a VERY high profile job!) and I was startled by an old man trifling through the dumpster, possible the same one who hangs out inside it sometimes...Just made me think, I guess.
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I love them quotes!
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Fri Jul 6th, 2001 at 07:24:00 PM PDT
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Hahahahahahahahahahaha. Let's make love like crazed weasels! I fell over laughing, then got very serious, after realizing I wanted to do just that. Sigh.
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Nostalgia
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Fri Jul 6th, 2001 at 12:03:31 AM PDT
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I am feeling old and weary. Again. Does anyone else get those days when you feel you have no more to learn? Like there is nothing new and exciting hiding around the corner? I have just been feeling like I am being swallowed by a huge rut and the screaming and darkness coming from it are just appetizers of what is to come. Ack! I remember being in a rut before and the only thing that cured me of it was a move to a new place....new faces, new scenery, etc. But do I really want that now? Not really. I thought I liked where my life was going, that is, if I knew.
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2001: Space Odyssey!
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Sun Jul 1st, 2001 at 07:01:13 PM PDT
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Whew! I haven't been here in a while. What is with the grave lack of story submissions? What could have silenced the masses?
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Where everybody knows your name
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Thu Jun 21st, 2001 at 02:01:43 AM PDT
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By now, I am guessing that Thekla is some trendy bar in Olympia, right? I have seen it mentioned in several posts and diaries and am wonderin what breed of peeps hang out there. Any info forthcoming would be greatly appreciated. Just so that I know what kind of weirdoes I conspire with here.
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Men and Plants
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By femmefierce, Section Diaries
Posted on Wed Jun 20th, 2001 at 07:03:49 PM PDT
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Vash, I know exactly what you mean, and it's riduculous. A friend and I were at the grocery store, when I spied a complete hottie. I stalked him through the produce section and stared at him fondling grapefruits. When we got to the checkout I pointed him out to my friend.
"He's old!!", she screeched, then added, " besides, he is buying a plant: he's obviously gay."
I didn't know what to make of her remark. Perhaps this is a secret code that I was not informed of, but who cares if a guy buys a plant. I thought it meant he cared about his living space and would have an excellent apartment, as opposed to some stinky,pizza-box littered bachelor pad.
Aye, me. Check out the poll, please.
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