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Monday, March 06, 2006

Wuh de tyen, ah....

I have a body and its name is pain.


Blogger PlushToy said...

I'm not dead or injured or hospitalized or anything folks. I just had weight training today. Stairs are now the bane of my existence. And heavy objects that need lifting. And chemistry.

12:28 AM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

i'm so proud of myself. i didn't have to ask you to translate (i knew where to go to find one)...

11:57 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

fang xin. peng you, ni kan qi lai hen you jing shen.

11:32 PM  
Blogger The George said...

"Good luck with that laundry man. I took mine home with me."

That one took me a while.

Next time use a comma...


9:43 PM  
Blogger PlushToy said...

Yeah, I've had a bad habit of leaving those out recently.

10:41 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

yay! i can see your pretty title letters! cos i'm using my sister-in-law's mac... (don't tell!)
zhu-fu ni, you di!

6:14 PM  
Blogger Kim said...

ya know whats really weird?
our bodies have the same name... well, my body's middle name is pain. THe first name is still under consideration.

9:19 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

slacker! er...i mean overworked college student. obviously.

12:53 PM  
Blogger The George said...

Ah, true.

Although... amp?

I think God might have given me the amp in reward for the $400 that I just randomly paid to Guitar Center... :)

11:17 PM  
Blogger heartlikeaglass said...

if you're not gonna post (though i suspect you might be blessed with a bit more free time somewhere in the near future), we could at least use a new movie of the...quarter.

10:22 PM  
Blogger Atticus Sun said...

The More Loving One
by W. H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

11:31 PM  

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