Today, I went to the gym, and my laptop almost conked out on me.
(as you can tell, I'm too tired to be verbose. Here's something to make up for lack of words.)
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- A Dame to Kill For - Frank Miller
- Anansi Boys - Neil Gaiman
- Letters to a Young Poet - Rainer Maria Rilke
- Queen of the Damned - Anne Rice
- Selected Poems - William Blake
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet - Salman Rushdie
- The Mammoth Book of Great Detective Stories - Anthology
- White Noise - Don DeLillo
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- Of feeling blessed
- of having 13 bloody days to go
- Of an extremely important note to self
- Of rambles about the rain by the river
- Of soul searching and flippancy
- Of nothing in particular
- Of being extremely puzzled early in the morning
- Of what weekends should be made of
- Of slipping back into that comfort zone
- Of explaining where I get my potty mouth from
- Of things that cheer me up
- Of blogging by request
- Of a whole load of catching up
- of a lack of posts
- Of tired rambles
- Of exercise and panic attacks
- Of tittilating teasers
- Of boring entries because my brain hurts
- of absent mindedness, part II (or was it part III?)
- Of why I love bulletins and networking websites
- Of an afternoon off, and a confession
- Another quickie
- Of wonders never ceasing
- Of soul hitting my soul
- Of the best rainy day activity
- Of being a tomboy, part II
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