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01/26/12 : Roxy: Break some glass.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Clear some space.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Break bottle.
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01/26/12 : Roxy: Retrieve mutant kitten.
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01/25/12 : Roxy: Take cat.
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01/25/12 : Roxy: Take book.
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An Introduction
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I am now officially, 60% done with my school life.
Just 4 more 20 minute (+20 for prep time), oral exams and I will have finished school forever.
Wish me luck
I am now officially, 60% done with my school life.
Just 4 more 20 minute ( 20 for prep time), oral exams and I will have finished school forever.
Wish me luck
In three days I will start the most important set of exams in my life.
I was going to write a post on Graham Greene, the author we have been studying for the last year, but that first phrase has freaked me out.
I'm gonna go study now.
Well, I've created another blog.
I imagine that yet again I will be feverishly updating the my journal for up to (but not including) week, then I will start to drop off, maybe visiting once every 7 days, then every 14 days and finally 2 months after its inception, I will never type out this address ever again.
Such is life in the Blogosphere. I know, I've been there....
You see, I've been around the Blogging block from my first angelfire site, to my myspace account, to my skyblog (which actually still serves as a useful image hosting service), the pattern seems to take on the form of a terrible inevitability, waiting until the portal through which the pages of my blog are viewed, is closed for the last time, plunging the quivering posts into darkness and condemning the information contained within to stew, eternally lost within the behemoth that is the internet.
I often wonder if anyone has ever come across my old blogs or sites read a few pots and thought to themselves "what an interesting guy," or "This guy's life is so boring I think I want to die." It is a subject upon which I have often mused, but it becomes even more interesting when you start to wonder if some future archaeologists will be browsing the plethora of information we are currently imprinting on hundreds of different servers scattered across the globe. It reminds me of a poem written by the author/illustrator of Calvin...