Hrm. Half hour to kill before lunch.
Here is something else from my first time in Japan. It’s basically a longish journal entry.
Hrm. Half hour to kill before lunch.
Here is something else from my first time in Japan. It’s basically a longish journal entry.
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I don’t feel like writing anything new for a few days, so until I do I’ll be posting old stories and journal entries written over the last 20 years, with a minimum of editing. Here’s the first one, about a night in Tokyo in 1983 or 1984.
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Michele recently posted a google time-killing activity here, in which you search for “[your name] is” (in the quotes otherwise google skips the “is”) and you come up with a list of wacky sentences about yourself. This also works with other words, however, such as “was” or predict the future with “will”. Alpha – I’m doing this on my coffee break honey, okay?
Today’s list: what does Miguel eat?
[Real content later maybe]
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There’s nothing quite like a 5-year-old with a new squirtgun on a hot day, is there?
Feral Living takes this opportunity to wish a Happy Vernal Equinox to all our Wiccan and Pagan friends.
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