February 2012
Feb 29th
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It's the most wonderful time of the year.
I swear, I feel like Bambi.
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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Woman: Can I have birth control?
Republicans: No.
Woman: I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
Republicans: No.
Woman: I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Republicans: No.
Feb 29th
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Just received a commending email from a relatively well-known poet who is reviewing some of my work for potential publication in a literary journal. I so rarely become starstruck because I view voices like this one as equals; legitimate critique excites me as much as sex or creating the perfect combination of stringy words. Meanwhile, it’s really challenging for me to stay humble and...
Feb 28th
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butchinthesouth: What You Will Never Know: Dear white people who blame POC and Affirmative Action when they don’t get a scholarship or acceptance letters or jobs, whatwhiteswillneverknow: Shut the fuck up. I’m tired of being nice about this shit. SHUT. The FUCK. UP. Your school wants to add more diversity? You’re upset? FUCK YOU! Shut the fuck up! You didn’t get a scholarship, but the...
Feb 28th
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There’s a guy who works in the library who resembles Dilbert. He has a knock-kneed little swagger.  The chorus of this was playing when he strolled past me.  I smiled.
Feb 28th
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Incompetent People Too Ignorant to Know It →
youmightfindyourself: A growing body of psychology research shows that incompetence deprives people of the ability to recognize their own incompetence. To put it bluntly, dumb people are too dumb to know it. Similarly, unfunny people don’t have a good enough sense of humor to tell. This disconnect may be responsible for many of society’s problems. With more than a decade’s worth of...
Feb 28th
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Feb 27th
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All Point Foundation Scholarship semifinalist notifications are sent out at the end of February. Sick of waiting, I twitter-searched “Point Foundation”; there are three individuals on there who’ve publically announced their semifinalist statuses. I’ve rarely wanted something this badly before. I feel like this has been a month-long session of “choose teams on the...
Feb 27th
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20 things that fail to interest me: Video games with over 32-bits Bananas Aimlessness Decaffeinated coffee Flavor in my coffee Owning an automobile Pinks and purples Madonna’s new album Doctor Who Orange and yellow Haribo Bear-Gummies Treadmills and ellipticals Maintaining dead-end friendships Tanning beds Sleep Staying here Shaving Comedies Lap dogs Salad dressing ...
Feb 27th
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I am blindly walking my way out of something, which is good. But I can’t tell if it’s a tunnel or a cornmaze, so I don’t know whether I should turn left or continue going straight ahead. All I do is just oscillate wildly, touching nothing but the air, grabbing fistfuls, stuffing them into my jacket pockets like rabbit’s feet and horse shoes when I really just need the...
Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Feb 25th
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Emily gave me a Skype concert and my heart melted. Funny how she sounds so differently behind an instrument.
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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It felt like springtime on this February morning.
Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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“I’m decorating in my head.”
– Emily
Feb 24th
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Feb 23rd
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Feb 22nd
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Sixty-eight degrees, scattered clouds.
I get to work at farriswheels’ kennel this afternoon. This is like one of those summer mornings in Lincolnton where I would spend the entire day outside, either building a dog house, restoring an old bicycle, or just walking 10 miles around Clarks Hill Lake just for the fun of it. I accomplished something much bigger than building a thing. I lost myself in the task, not focusing on page...
Feb 22nd
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