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Why am I so tttiirreedd all the time since I quit smoking/drinking diet coke? Seriously, I'll get up at 10:30 am and by 4 or 5 pm I'm ready for a nap, and then by 10:30 pm I'm fucking exhausted..
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You know what's funny? I think I just realized one of the reasons why I enjoy living in Oklahoma so much, and don't feel much of an urge to go anywhere else.
Here, I get to be the only person I know who knows about certain things. Bands, movies, authors, whatever. I don't even have to try. If I moved to NYC or Portland or somewhere.. odds are I wouldn't even be the hippest kid in my apartment building. That's too much effort.
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[Maugham, 1933]
Death speaks:
There was a merchant in Baghdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said, "Master, just now when I was in the market-place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was Death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture; now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samarra and there death will not find me." The merchant lent him his horse, and the servant mounted it, and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the horse could gallop he went.
Then the merchant went down to the marketplace and he saw me standing in the crowd and he came to me and said, "Why did you make a threatening gesture to my servant when you saw him this morning?" "That was not a threatening gesture," I said, "it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see him in Baghdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra."
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Why am I so tttiirreedd all the time since I quit smoking/drinking diet coke? Seriously, I'll get up at 10:30 am and by 4 or 5 pm I'm ready for a nap, and then by 10:30 pm I'm fucking exhausted..
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You know what's funny? I think I just realized one of the reasons why I enjoy living in Oklahoma so much, and don't feel much of an urge to go anywhere else.
Here, I get to be the only person I know who knows about certain things. Bands, movies, authors, whatever. I don't even have to try. If I moved to NYC or Portland or somewhere.. odds are I wouldn't even be the hippest kid in my apartment building. That's too much effort.
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[Maugham, 1933]
Death speaks:
There was a merchant in Baghdad who sent his servant to market to buy provisions and in a little while the servant came back, white and trembling, and said, "Master, just now when I was in the market-place I was jostled by a woman in the crowd and when I turned I saw it was Death that jostled me. She looked at me and made a threatening gesture; now, lend me your horse, and I will ride away from this city and avoid my fate. I will go to Samarra and there death will not find me." The merchant lent him his horse, and the servant mounted it, and he dug his spurs in its flanks and as fast as the horse could gallop he went.
Then the merchant went down to the marketplace and he saw me standing in the crowd and he came to me and said, "Why did you make a threatening gesture to my servant when you saw him this morning?" "That was not a threatening gesture," I said, "it was only a start of surprise. I was astonished to see him in Baghdad, for I had an appointment with him tonight in Samarra."
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