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Soup is good. Especially on cold August days, such as today.

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What's interesting to me here, is that as everyone knows, and certainly you more than most, given our correspondence, I am close minded, sympathetic to facism, and racism, and a classist elitist greedy oppressor of the poor and minorities and really anyone disenfranchised in our society or the world. You on the other hand are progressive and open minded and rightously against everything I am so immorally for. And yet, despite these differences, when I relay a story, where I used a word that has some common connotation, yet otoh, has gained some offensiveness in our modern day society, and I note that I no longer use the word, even if my use is not intended to offend (i.e. I put perceptions of the unintended passerby over my intentions), you respond essentially that anyone elses perceptions or sensibilities are meaningless to you, as long as your use is not directed to offend them.

And I am the asshole.




For the most part what you call ridiculous shit is true. Whether you believe it or not.
As for the K races, they are what they are and always have been.

touche.

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Today I am wearing navy blue Hind running shorts, a grey Hanes t-shirt with the stylish logo of a defunct cafe and New Balance running shoes.

Well, not yet, but in a few hours.

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1. I retired after that sock. More seriously, that was an innocent reference to a long standing joke between us. A bit of a reminiscence. I apology that it offended you and won't use it again.

5. No apologies on this one.

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I don't remember a specific example. Like I said, it was hazy. Perhaps it was wishful thinking.

In light of the earlier posts about dreams, I had a strange one last night. I dreamed that my neighbor on one side was putting up a fence between our properties. It didn't bother me too much because he's the block Lawn Nazi and then he wouldn't have any reason to nag me about at my less-than-garden-magazine- worthy yard. But then the guys on the other side decided to move their (existing) fence about 3 feet over the property line and dug up my lilacs and most of my flower bed. In my dream I was sobbing about the flower bed** so much that I was surprised my face wasn't wet from crying when I woke up.

I think it means I should mow my lawn tonight so the Lawn Nazi doesn't scowl at me.


**Actually, I'm not that emotionally invested in my yard, hence the less-than-garden-magazine condition.

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If only. I'm lubed up and ready, just in case.

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That title was free association for me.

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For a wingnut, you have a lot of hate and insensitivity. no offence.

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I'm wearing the brown and turquoisey-tealy blue that is so ubiquitous these days.

This guy sounds kinda like Lazlo from Real Genius.

*sigh* I miss the hot Val Kilmer. Or the non-wacko Val Kilmer.

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2. I was going to post that exact same thing, but you beat to it.

Well played, playah, well played indeed.

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Vomit.

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At least you embrace and admit it.

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If she can outlast the hate, that's next months title.

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True, I'll take irritating asshole over naive boring as fuck twit any day.

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I actually tried to do this once too. And was feeling pretty smug that I knew the first and last name of everyone I'd had sex with. Until I got to "Tom the Bartender". It was all downhill from there.