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I've been reincarnated.
(Regarding the afterlife: it's not all it's cracked up to be. Even the more entertaining, luciferous part.) |
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| 04:13pm 10/12/2004 |
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15-ish years ago a UNL philosophy professor jumped out a top-floor window of Oldfather Hall. He was teaching a class that semester on the ethics of suicide. His friend found him in the bushes the next morning.
Any of you UNL kids ever heard anything more about this?
Patio, I think you should track this down in the microfiche for me. |
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| 09:26am 06/12/2004 |
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I woke up this morning and Bump was out in the garage. I could hear him meowing and it took me several minutes to locate where it was coming from.
It made me really fucking sad. I wonder how long he's been out there.
You thought this post was going to be about something else.
(HOW THE HELL DID BUMP GET IN THE GARAGE!?!?) |
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| 07:04pm 04/12/2004 |
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Speaking of European chicas, I went to college (take 1) with this German girl named Assja. By my translation, her name means, "Ass? Yes!"
I'll have to look her up in Weimar next summer. |
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| 06:59pm 04/12/2004 |
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Man, fuck the Ukraine. We got our own problems.
(I once had a threesome with a Ukrainian girl and my ex-girlfriend, except I forgot to show up and they fucked without me.) |
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| 03:00pm 02/12/2004 |
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Cat or that one girl just took a big poop upstairs. Stanky.
Aren't you guys glad you get to come over tomorrow?
And you wonder why I stay in the basement all the time. It's not just because I have everything but female companionship and a refridgerator down here. |
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| 07:06pm 30/11/2004 |
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Dear gods,
Muchas gracias y danke shoen und tanky tanky for protecting me from hundreds of hours of wasted time. No WoW for me, thankyouverymooshasha.
And better yet, now my digital video recorder works like a charm with $25 clean heads.
Listen gods, you could go for the trifecta and get rid of this kitschy pro-war exploiting-the-emotions-of-dead-troops'-parents shit on HBO, okay?
Finally, could you wake mom or bump up so I can talk to a real human or cat?
Thanks!
Proud son of a trained killer,
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| 02:46pm 30/11/2004 |
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How does one seduce a really devote Christian girl?
Don't you dare say, "Marry her."
I figure with all the reading I do, I've gotta have an in somewhere. |
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| 11:52pm 24/11/2004 |
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Observation: Drinking and posting online is less dangerious than listening to music and doing such. Fiona, Sleepytime Geisthaus Kuntzmuseum, and Fraulein Bjork are dangerouser than Herr Beam. |
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| 10:49pm 24/11/2004 |
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I don't really dig being at the 'rents. I miss being able to go upstairs and pet Bump or mom. I mean pet Bump or TALK to mom.
Seriously though, this almost makes me domesticated, right? |
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| 01:06am 24/11/2004 |
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I hate to admit it, but I love Bump like the illegitimate son I never had.
I'd like to take him home and show him to my parents as the grandson they may never have. He'd make them proud. Nice and passive and castrated like the other males in the family. |
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| A Prayer for Own Me Me |
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| 12:06am 24/11/2004 |
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I'm in love with a figment (no, it's a tangibly real part) of my imagination. She's a conglomerate of no less than 23 (dig?) people, none of which have manifested themselves in a realistic physically attractive body. Could you help out, Abraxas? Anabasis, sabattical, Dionysus, sum yung gi?
Danke shoen.
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| 02:03pm 17/11/2004 |
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Serious question: How will your life be different when gas is $10+ a gallon and food costs 3-5 times what it does now?
That day is closer to five years away than thirty.
"In the US, one kilogram of oil is used to produce one kilogram of food – and that figure does not include the fuel used to transport produce from the farm, process it, hold it in cold storage, package it, distribute it and then cook it. Growing food for each American requires about 1500 litres of oil a year."
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| 09:51pm 13/11/2004 |
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"The most important thing for us is to find Osama bin Laden. It's our number one priority, and we will not rest until we find him."
-- George W. Bush, September 13, 2001
"I don't know where he is. I have no idea, and I really don't care. It's not that important. It's not our priority."
-- George W. Bush, March 13, 2002 |
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| 03:21pm 13/11/2004 |
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1984-1994:
The US, through USAID and the University of Nebraska, spends millions of dollars developing and printing textbooks for Afghan schoolchildren. The textbooks are filled with violent images and militant Islamic teachings, part of covert attempts to spur resistance to the Soviet occupation. For instance, children are taught to count with illustrations showing tanks, missiles and land mines. Lacking any alternative, millions of these textbooks are used long after 1994; the Taliban are still using them in 2001. In 2002, the US started producing less violent versions of the same books, which Bush says will have “respect for human dignity, instead of indoctrinating students with fanaticism and bigotry.” Bush fails to mention who created those earlier books. [Washington Post, 3/23/02, CBC, 5/6/02]
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