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Month: September 2002

Mmm Fizzy

Posted on September 27, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Yesterday I ate lunch at one of those McDonald’s that offers a self-service drink fountain. I was in a Mr. Pibb kind of mood, so I reached over and went for it. As I was filling up, I read the slogan on the little graphic icon: “Put it in your head.” Now I ask you,…

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First Impressions of My Advanced Accounting Textbook

Posted on September 24, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Hooray for school. Oh wait, that wasn’t sarcastic enough? Let me try again…  

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Tired of Playing the Fool

Posted on September 22, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Oh, the drama: mixed signals, varying shades of advice from every corner and from every angle, lingering doubts, and lingering suspicions. Sometimes, man… At some point, something’s gotta give. It’s just like Carlos always says, “Sometimes you get the bear, and sometimes that fucking bear…he gets you.” What’s the score at now, anyway? I think…

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If Only Rationality Were as Enduring as Emotional Stupidity

Posted on September 21, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

I feel at peace tonight. We’re just friends, and that’s okay. Although there will always be an irrational part of me that holds onto the hope that she’ll one day be mine, I think I’m finally learning to let go. We could have been something, I still believe that; but I’ve realized that she really…

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Only a Fool

Posted on September 16, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Lately it seems that the more we talk the more it hurts. She’s onto me, too. She senses it in every lull and every introspective silence. So be it. Yesterday afternoon, while we were speaking on the phone, she suggested that she should hang up because she made me too sad. I asked her to…

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Now, with a certainty which never after deserted him, he saw the planets -- the 'earths' he called them in his thought -- as mere holes or gaps in the living heaven -- excluded and rejected wastes of heavy matter and murky air, formed not by addition to, but by subtraction from, the surrounding brightness. And yet, he thought, beyond the solar system the brightness ends. Is that the real void, the real death?~C.S. LewisSource: Out of the Silent Planet
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