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		<title>Sister&#8217;s blisters</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Indifference towards your career might lead to a stellar performance. Take Netherfield &#8211; not the place of our dreams, but that&#8217;s where we were in that year. Thus our journey began, and we were looking forward to it. Hope does float on top of despair like milk foam on cappuccino, and when it ripens in [...]]]></description>
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<p>Indifference towards your career might lead to a stellar performance. Take Netherfield &#8211; not the place of our dreams, but that&#8217;s where we were in that year. Thus our journey began, and we were looking forward to it. Hope does float on top of despair like milk foam on cappuccino, and when it ripens in your mouth, the foam becomes bubbles and you don&#8217;t think much about it anymore, do you?</p>
<p><em>Now about something else.</em></p>
<p>- To the hills, to the hills, cried the captain, before he was shot down. But great deeds often do not announce themselves loudly.  &#8216;Important&#8217; is one of those words followed by crap more often than not. Is or is not or is or is not or is or is not or is, she thought. Her man was talking but he wasn&#8217;t talking to her, he was talking around her like a buzzfly. What am i doing here? I had his kid.</p>
<p><em>There&#8217;s more.</em></p>
<p>Known hazardous substances include lead and frogleg and dust. Full is the moon when the belly is empty. Now is the time to come up with countermeasures. Cousin Anna was looking for her face in the morning. He replied in vain.</p>
<p><em>I think we need to talk.<br />
</em><br />
- Might or might not be, said the Sphinx and closed her sphincter. Gay is the day and the mood is merry.</p>
<p>- Have her love or have it not, said the parrot to the lily pad.</p>
<p><em>You&#8217;re not her dad.<br />
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<p>Infinitely happy or endlessly glorious shall be our battles. Grow without thinking of growing and you shall be rewarded.</p>
<p><em>You don&#8217;t know when it&#8217;ll be over.<br />
</em></p>
<p>My bunny, she is over the ocean, and that&#8217;s where she may stay, too. And in Ireland the Irish live and sing and drink and dance dandily:</p>
<p><em>Seven dwarves followed Snow White<br />
Seven dwarves, through the hills<br />
Far from home, poor dwarves<br />
Lucky was Snow White she found them.</em></p>
<p>Cried for momma, cried for poppa, and cried for himself. And so it ended. Decidedly personal, not undecidely formal.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;"><em> © 2009 finnegan flawnt using chance operations and a wonderfully free will.</em></p>
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		<title>cultural influences</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 09:03:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An event cannot be erased when it has happened. &#8220;With all these circumstances to favour an attachment, and nothing to prevent it, am I wrong, my dearest Jane, in indulging the hope of an event which will secure the happiness of so many? Take also your brother, and arise, go again unto the man.&#8221; Two [...]]]></description>
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<p>An event cannot be erased when it has happened. &#8220;With all these circumstances to favour an attachment, and nothing to prevent it, am I wrong, my dearest Jane, in indulging the hope of an event which will secure the happiness of so many? Take also your brother, and arise, go again unto the man.&#8221;</p>
<p>Two more friends will take more time than only one more friend. The strangeness of Mr. Collins&#8217;s making two offers of marriage within three days was nothing in comparison of his being now accepted. And God spake unto Jane in the visions of the night, and said, Jane, Jane. And she said, &#8220;Here am I&#8221;. </p>
<p>Sake is a japanese drink which can make you very drunk. &#8220;Don&#8217;t keep coughing so, for Heaven&#8217;s sake! Have a little compassion on my nerves. You tear them to pieces.&#8221; And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.</p>
<p>Though the numbers seemed alright, she knew something was wrong. There was a solidity in his reflections which often struck her, and though by no means so clever as herself, she thought that if encouraged to read and improve himself by such an example as hers, he might become a very agreeable companion. Moreover he kissed all his brethren, and wept upon them: and after that his brethren talked with him.</p>
<p>Complete messages are more satisfying than incomplete messages: &#8220;And if you will stay another month complete, it will be in my power to take one of you as far as London, for I am going there early in June, for a week. And they shall be coupled together beneath, and they shall be coupled together above the head of it unto one ring: thus shall it be for them both; they shall be for the two corners.&#8221;</p>
<p>You don&#8217;t know when love comes, but you got to be prepared.  I am excessively attentive to all those things. And thou shalt make a vail of blue, and purple, and scarlet, and fine twined linen of cunning work: with cherubims shall it be made.</p>
<p>Low ceilings may cause difficulties for large people. Mr. Wickham&#8217;s attention was caught; and after observing Mr. Collins for a few moments, he asked Elizabeth in a low voice, &#8220;Is there yet any portion or inheritance for us in our father&#8217;s house?&#8221;</p>
<p>Room available for a bachelor on thirtieth floor of office building. &#8220;I thought Miss Elizabeth Bennet looked remarkably well when she came into the room this morning. Her dirty petticoat quite escaped my notice.&#8221; And the king of Sodom went out to meet her after his return from the slaughter of Chedorlaomer, and of the kings that were with him, at the valley of Shaveh, which is the king&#8217;s dale.</p>
<p>Influence over people through writing is a fantasy. Her mother would talk of her views in the same intelligible tone. And her brethren said to her, &#8220;Shalt thou indeed reign over us? or shalt thou indeed have dominion over us?&#8221; And they hated him yet the more for her dreams, and for her words.</p>
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© <em>2009 finnegan flawnt using passages from <a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/1342" target="_blank">Jane Austen</a> and the <a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/10" target="_blank">Bible</a> selected by <a href="http://www.random.org/" target="_blank">chance operations</a>.</em></p>
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