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  1. If my computer loved me....

    by , 10-04-2007 at 09:39 AM (A Little Bit of Everything)
    An Ode To My Computer
    If my computer loved me
    I would hear the sound
    of paper feeding through printer
    and the gears going round and round
    If my computer loved me
    it would realize the hours I had toiled
    but this stupid printer is determined
    to make my work be foiled
    If my computer loved me
    It would know I had such little sleep
    And how only two short hours
    In closing did my poor eyes keep
    If my computer loved
    ...

    Updated 12-20-2008 at 09:58 PM by AdoreroDio

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  2. I'm finished:)

    Alright, well I'm not officially finished with college until Saturday at midnight, but by my standards I've completed my degree. I finished my final this evening, so there is nothing left for me to do but wait for my grade:banana: It's been four years and some change to get my degree, and I've only take two breaks this whole time. I took off one term when my husband returned from deployment, and I also took an eight week term off when I gave birth to my daughter. I took classes every summer, ...
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  3. On Consciousness...

    "[Consciousness] is either inexplicable illusion, or else revelation."

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  4. car accident

    I had a car accident. There was a line of traffic waiting for the front car to make a left hand turn in traffic. The car behind me wasn’t able to stop quickly enough and he hit me. It didn’t force me into the car in front of me and the kids weren’t with me, and no one was hurt badly so I feel like all in all it wasn’t too bad. His car had a hood that sloped down and he went up under the back of my van. His car was totaled, but I was able to drive away- really my husband came in and drove me home. ...
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  5. When Dreams Come to Life

    by , 10-03-2007 at 10:36 AM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)
    When Dreams Come to Life

    Faintly, I heard the alarm buzz.
    I yawned and stretched.
    “What time is it?” I asked.
    “6:00 AM, Sir!”
    Now, that wasn’t my wife’s voice!
    The White Rabbit had head and shoulders
    Thrust through the looking-glass,
    Pocket-watch in paw.
    “Well!” He huffed. “You did ask!”

    DL Harris
    © 5/7/96
    Published in Paradoxist Movement Magazine
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