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	<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 08:27:39 -0800</pubDate>
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		<p>our office mood<br />
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	<pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 14:08:38 -0800</pubDate>
	<title><![CDATA[http://borech.stumbleupon.com/review/7864839/]]></title>
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		<p>I don't like to post here all that technical humor, but anyway<br />
<a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to/1XuHEC/public.kajetanwandowicz.com/light.gif/t:4af8ac19637b8;src:blog">:-)</a></p>
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	<pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 16:27:40 -0800</pubDate>
	<title><![CDATA[http://borech.stumbleupon.com/review/7202485/]]></title>
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		<p><b>Dark Side Of Disaster</b><br />
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<center>"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day<br />
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.<br />
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town<br />
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.<br />
<br />
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.<br />
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.<br />
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.<br />
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun."</center><br />
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<center><a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to//www.computerra.ru/upload/kt/features/i2006/cthulhu.jpg/t:4af8ac19637b8;src:blog"><br />
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<center>"It's hard to find<br />
Hard to find<br />
Hard to find the strength now but I try<br />
And I don't want to<br />
Don't want to<br />
Don't want to go on and speak now<br />
Of what's gone by<br />
Cos no matter what I say<br />
No matter what I do<br />
I cant change what happened<br />
No matter what I say<br />
No matter what I do<br />
I cant change what happened"</center></p>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 24 Dec 2006 10:22:55 -0800</pubDate>
	<title><![CDATA[http://borech.stumbleupon.com/review/7113806/]]></title>
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		<p><a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to/99QKRs/www.weblogsinc.com/common/images/2253605382636794.JPG?0.9746686532921864/t:4af8ac19637b8;src:blog"><img border="0" width="240" height="165" src="http://www.weblogsinc.com/common/images/2253605382636794.JPG?0.9746686532921864" align="right" /></a><br /><center><i>"Are you there?<br />
Is it wonderful to know<br />
All the ghosts...<br />
All the ghosts...<br />
Freak my selfish out<br />
My mind is happy<br />
Need to learn to let it go<br />
I know you'd do no harm to me..."</i><br /><br />Anathema</center><br /><br />
How to remember such moments? How to save them in mind, if only you have is immaterial details?<br /><i>One cigarette, one glass, one step...</i></p>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 08:57:28 -0800</pubDate>
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		<p><center><a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to/6wtigA/content.bolt.com/uploads3/photo/8/7/9/1/7/4/879174/medium/1149115464289.jpg/t:4af8ac19637b8;src:blog"><img border="0" width="200" height="281" src="http://content.bolt.com/uploads3/photo/8/7/9/1/7/4/879174/medium/1149115464289.jpg" align="left" /></a><br /><br /><b>The Ascension</b><br /><br />Powers of the universe did sire a son...<br />He was baptized by fire, water, earth, and sky...<br />From darkness, he rose up in triumph<br />To ascend the throne of light,<br />And he alone shall ever be known<br />As the King of Kings...<br /><br />I enter this world born under a sign of infinite light,<br />And there I shall dwell. I now understand...<br />All that I am shall live in my command...<br /></center></p>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 13:37:41 -0800</pubDate>
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		<p>"... The third son, Kare, had a numerous offspring. He had one son by name <b>Jokul</b> (iceberg), another <b>Froste</b> (frost), and Froste's son was named <b>Sna</b> (snow). He had a third son, by name <b>Thorri</b> (bare frost), after whom the mid-winter month, Thorra-month, was called; and his daughters hight <b>Fonn</b> (packed snow), <b>Drifa</b> (snow-drift), and <b>Mjoll</b> (meal, fine snow)..."<br />
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Gods condescend to mortals. It snows.</p>
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	<pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 15:22:35 -0800</pubDate>
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		<p>First example is some text I've stumble upon (pages about kids health):<br />
<br />
<i>"Cutting is what experts call an unhealthy coping mechanism.... There are lots of good, healthy ways to cope with difficulties, such as talking problems over with parents, other adults, or friends; putting problems in perspective; and getting plenty of exercise. But people who cut haven't developed these skills."</i><br />
<br />
Fuck, don't you understand, just because of such shitty words they do it! Very simple thing I've found in Scanner Darkly:<br />
<br />
<i>"...one day, while lifting out an electric corn popper from under the sink, Arctor had hit his head on the corner of a kitchen cabinet directly above him. The pain, the cut in his scalp, so unexpected and undeserved, had for some reason cleared away the cobwebs. It flashed on him instantly that he didn't hate the kitchen cabinet: he hated his wife, his two daughters, his whole house, the back yard with its power mower, the garage, the radiant heating system, the front yard, the fence, the whole fucking place and everyone in it. He wanted a divorce; he wanted to split. And so he had, very soon. And entered, by degrees, a new and somber life, lacking all of that..."</i></p>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 13:48:28 -0800</pubDate>
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		<p><center><br />"The true journey of<br />discovery is not in seeking<br />new landscapes, but in<br />having new eyes".<br />Marcel Proust<br /></center><br /><br />First I've found that words in <a rel="nofollow" title="" target="" href="timnik.stumbleupon.com">timnik's blog</a> than in <a rel="nofollow" title="" target="" href="jaluis.stumbleupon.com">jaluis's reviews</a> and than got to <a rel="nofollow" title="" target="" href="jori-jo.stumbleupon.com">jori-jo</a>. <br />
Don't know who post in first, probably Marcel Proust did, but I like it.</p>
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