09.28.05
Why I love my girlfriend
“The next time I hear someone {academic name drop} Derrida, I’m going to deconstruct them.”
I love my girlfriend. :-)
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Keeping up with the odd man out.
“The next time I hear someone {academic name drop} Derrida, I’m going to deconstruct them.”
I love my girlfriend. :-)
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No, my dear AC, saying that I am the love of your life does not
make you a dork or a geek. however, the fact that you *are* a dork
*and* a geek are two of the myriad of reasons why I love you so much.
:-)
Happy Valentines day. I love you now and forever.
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So. AC left again this evening. I wonder if I can post up a picture of us…hmm…Blast. Have to upload to my website and I’m freakin’ out of ftp on this box. Damn. oh well. I’m sure AC will post one in a couple of days, so you may want to just keep an eye on her site. Anyway. So I’m moping, and trying to decide what to do with myself. And, as I am often wont to do, making myself resolutions to follow. Like setting myself up to do my studying more than one day ahead of time. And writing in the journal she bought me (which is sweet sweet sweet, with one of my favorite quotes.
“Dance as though no one is watching you, love as though you’ve never been hurt, sing as though no one can hear you…”, and well, the rest of it isn’t my favorite quote, but is still pretty cool. Its by a guy named Souza….hold on..
Well, shit, wikipedia turned up “nothing” and google turned up an assload of wikipedia articles of which I cannot find one that references the quote. So you are left without information as to whether or not Souza of my much beloved quote is the same souza referened at wikipedia. Ahh, well. Anyone who actually knows would be welcome to lock down to my post.
it seems I need to change my sidebar to reflect my current life and reality. Perhaps I will, after I finish reading all my RSS feeds on thunderbird, and then maybe I’ll come back and play with blogger a bit more.
AC, when you read this….you are my journey and my destination, and without you I am lost.
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