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can you believe that thirsty mutherfucker!

And inkkedgirl. what a blast!
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febo:
sometimes, i can't believe myself.

cranknycrock!
febo:
sometimes, i can't believe myself.

cranknycrock!
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I need inspiration.... does anyone have any?
febo:
smoke primos.
febo:
so now you know that a primo is weed and coke all in one package right?

listen to the beasts of bourbon!
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Thanks for the positive comments on the AIM > SG name conversion web site.

if you haven't already added yourself, do so here:
http://www.sumgirl.com/sg

In other news, Sumgirl has returned from the desert!! We are having a lazy day together smile
veedubew:
hey there jam ya crazy eyed aussie! what is it they call volkswagens down there? dak daks or somethin like that? anyway thats a cool site!
vena666:
the convertion site kicks ass, a much needed service for those of us addicted to the chat smile
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Here is something special for all you AIM users out there who get sick of asking everyone what their SG handle is...

just a little page I whipped up tonight...

http://www.sumgirl.com/sg

Add yourself!!! Don't be shy!

Edit: I just added a search function should the list get a little too long. You can search by SG Name, or AIM Name...

PS. Sumgirl is back smile
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maxx:
I just got an old fashioned real AOL screen name. If I put that up, would it work for anything? Or should I get myself the AIM?
entropy:
Cool! I'm your friend! Your my friend too!
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A got a postcard from the girl in the desert smile

She is coming home tonight...
pyronautica:
have a groovy time!
-Brooke
jamy:
you bet *wink wink* !!
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< --- False Prophet

Life is strange.... Huxley was right. We are,
always, inextricably alone. At all times. This doesn't mean we cannot connect, but the social mechanism we adhere to presents a difficult barrier for real honesty to penetrate...

To see thyself as others see me... How do you see me? Be honest. It would be your greatest gift to one seeking knowledge of...
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digdug:
Dia, did a pretty damn fine job of describing how (I assume) most of us see you, so do not see the need to elaborate.

By the way, I am not a geek. A loser or nerd, yes, but not a geek.
twelvis:
huxley was a punter
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<!----- False Prophet

Life is strange though. Huxley was right. We are, always, inextricably alone. At all times. This doesn't mean we cannot connect, but the social mechanism we adhere to present a break barrier to honesty.

To see myself as others see me. How do you see me? Be honest.
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I love the feeling of being inspired... that moment when you are filled with intent - to create. It's like being in love, having a crush, or just knowing things are right. The lowest points of my life are punctuated an absence of inspiration. The highest points prolific rattle.

For me, when inspired, the sensation must be cast into some kind of outward expression, else...
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jorganic:
Yes that moment of creative potential is the most exilarating experience. I love it when words and ideas cascade over each other and its all you can do to keep up with your creation.

Right now I'm having this prob;em where my time is regimented and I need to create on demand. I just want to be able to act on inspiration and drop everything when I feel the muse. Right now I just have a few hours here and there and I just have to force creation then. That just sets you up for failure and frustration when you are unable to summon creation in the alloted time. I need to quit my day job. Bah!
namaiki:
I dreamed last night that I was Downhill Mountainbiking, which ia almost akin to blasphemy for my XC sensibilities. I had a groundhog moment on this 10ft drop, where on the 3rd attempt I flew off. I was amazed first at the freedom of the falling sensation and then the realisation of my verging on orgasmic lust for the ground as it rushed up toward me - my hunger and connection to mother earth, her warmth and comfort.

This is totally ironic bacuse your average downhill/freeride mountainbiker has no conservation tendancies whatsoever, but it did give me a sense of understanding as to why some people throw themselves off cliffs. =)
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Whoa... I need coffee... and I dont even drink it... wishing it was sunday afternoon, but alas, it's monday morning...

Update:
It's no longer Monday morning. In fact, it's Monday evening, and I've had 6 glasses of strong tea, 1 super strong expresso, and then another couple of teas... More caffine than I've had in the last month...

caffine!
Maybe I should pop a noDoz...
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jorganic:
Yikes, beware of the caffeine demon.

I used to work as a coffee & tea tasting trainer for a coffee company and I got so strung out. There was always super tasty coffee available. I would drink like 4 cups of coffee daily Then I would sit in my cubicle and tweak the fuck out.

I have been really good about only drinking coffee once or twice a week, but last week I had a cup everyday, I just love stopping by the cafe before work, I suppose I should drink decaf, but whats the point. Plus decaf is processed with some scary solvents, or it is water processed which is totally tasteless.

I share your pain. *twitch, twitch*
suoda:
Drinking a lot of coffee can be a problem, but the real problem when you are partially driven to drink so much due to the cute girl working at your favorite local coffee shop. Indeed a situation where the only resolve is to keep drinking and seeing her.

By the way, Michael Jackson rules.
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God damn it! [I N S E R T R E A S O N H E R E] I don't have the energy to fill out this post. I'm pissed off. Maybe I should just write *irrational* shit that doesn't mean anything Remain completely obscure and call it creative expression [nasal pronunciation]. Then, nobody would say anything, or they could think of me as...
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cypher:
cube was ok.
i'll check out
the stalker.
gotta go.
back later.
good day 2 u, sir.
tryptamine_____:
cheeky? is that a compliment or an insult?

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Sometimes, I want to see my words in their final context, rather than seeing them immerge from soup. I have visions of what I could have said (past tense) but to no person other than myself. These words/thoughts/pains fleetingly invade my mind and tease me with expressions I long to string together and make real. They are illusive, but sometimes attainable. This is why, I...
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