dogslife

Do you remember how many NHS members there were when you joined?

I feel your pain, my friend. The apartment search is driving me insane, and if we end up staying here, my rent goes up $100.

You looked pretty--I mean HOT--in your secret society t-shirt yesterday--I mean--did I say SECRET society? Just t-shirt! It's just a t-shirt!

And *ahem* about your comment in Siv's journal....I'm ON to you, buddy.

I hope you appreciate the person no longer on my list because of you.

Thanks, Doggie!

Thanks matey.

Yesterday was really hard. Today was easier. My eyes wouldn't focus in the morning for some damn reason. Got a lot out of my system yesterday, mainly in sexy sexy snot form. I'll probably be fine until she starts packing, methinks.

I used to have a running list of "reasons guitars are better than girls". Top reasons included that a guitar doesn't get mad if you play another guitar, you can easily have as many guitars as you want, and you don't get in any trouble if your best friend walks in on you and his guitar.

Etc.

You could praise the work of some other authors they've published, so that they know you have good taste (read: appreciate THEIR taste) and are familiar with their journal. Kissing ass and knowing your enemy can sometimes work miracles.

I have a feeling that an attempt to accomplish something these days, no matter how major or minor, will always require a certain amount of apathy.

I say submit it in a formal voice. I also wish you luck! Getting something published one day has been a tiny personal dream of mine.

[Edited on Jul 08, 2004 6:15PM]

-The Batman thing, as long as it is amusing, will live Forever.

-Tell them that the heart of a killer robot incapable of feeling, is on the verge of impossible tears. Thanks again though

Oh I'm laughing...

I mean look at me... If I wasn't laughing, what would I have.

Dogslife,
I am sorry if I offended you in my SG:NHS post when inquiring as to what one does with a Literature degree. My intention was not to offend; I was not being antagonistic. In fact, I am genuinely curious as to what people are doing with their literature degrees, as I posess (myself) a BA in French Literature from a well-respected Liberal Arts College in Ohio (read: Kenyon College).

I am sorry if my meaning in my post was unclear. I am sorry if I offended you.

I work in Radio. I am: a talking head; a web content provider; an advertising copywriter; the FCC Administrator. I was wondering what my options were, if I decided to leave the broadcasting business, with my degree in French Literature.

Again, I am sorry. Please accept.
Love,
Undone

J'irai te frapper sur la tete. (avec un circumflex)

You know what the MBA had to show off with? His g-mail account. Urgh.

We may not have scooby snacks, but we have the luge hug.

Let's just say I discovered it was easier being green.

I missed the poem, though. Too busy celebrating an anniversary.

So, have you gained any super powers from that spider bite yet?

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Deal. But no capes. I have that area covered.

Yeah, I remember that. But you still clicked add me

This game is lame and it ends now, with us as winners!

Craw for Life!

You have a guitar rock theme going with your comments so I'll keep the magic goin'




Weve come to be the rulers of your world.
I am immortal! I have inside me blood of kings.
I have no rival. No man can be my equal!

Haha! Sucker! You're in trouble! My The Siv is gonna get you!

I'm gonna watch Season 2 of Six Feet Under and gloat.

I bet it sounds wicked-phlegmy in the original German

-I was beginning to wonder why you needed my address. Hell, I flipped out when the ZIPPO showed up the other day. Alas, it was SOLM related, but not SOLM Certified.

How does one go about getting published, anyway? I've never really looked into it.