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Month: June 2004

Stream of Consciousness

Posted on June 28, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Friend: you guys gonna bang? Kevin: “i’m shelling out 9 bucks, so she’d better put out” Friend: lol Kevin: we’re probably not going to bang Friend: swine Kevin: wha?? Kevin: oh right, the 9 bucks commment Kevin: see, i take so little accountability for the shit i say Kevin: it’s all disconnected from me as…

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All I Needed

Posted on June 24, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

I may feel like a train wreck, both physically and emotionally, but that’s not nearly enough to make me overlook the fact that today at the supermarket, this hot Asian girl totally checked me out while I was shopping for canned soup. If laughter is the best medicine, then I’d say that the benign attention…

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It’s Just the Flu Talking

Posted on June 23, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Whether it’s food poisoning or a stomach flu, the fact is I’ve been in total agony for the past two days. And true to human nature (or at least my own sentimental, maudlin nature), I’ve done a fine job of mirroring my emotional state with my physical state. This hardly seems like the time to…

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All I Have Left to Say

Posted on June 12, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

It was almost love. Goddamn, it was almost love.

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Because he'd wished my mother dead, my father said, God had punished him; God had taught Pastor Merrill not to trifle with prayer. And I suppose that was why it had been so difficult for Mr. Merrill to pray for Owen Meany -- and why he had invited us to offer up our silent prayers to Owen, instead of speaking out himself. And he called Mr. and Mrs. Meany "superstitious"! Look at the world: look at how many of our peerless leaders presume to tell us that they know what God wants! It's not God who's fucked up, it's the screamers who say they believe in Him and who claim to pursue their ends in His holy name!~John IrvingSource: A Prayer for Owen Meany
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