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Posted by notetakes on November 11th, 2009 @ 11:21pm
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uncontrollable rhyming, i see.
now you know what it's like to be me.
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| haiku boy's mantras. |
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Posted by notetakes on November 4th, 2009 @ 1:38am
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i choose to look on this as an educational opportunity. this is personal development. this is harnessing latent skills -- or at the very least, learning the ins & outs of new ones. this is broadening your horizons. this is seeing new perspectives. this is walking a mile in someone else's shoes. i hope this is fostering a sense of empathy & understanding in the student populace.
i am, however, very glad it's not permanent. my girlfriend can barely look at amy is
breathe. relax. breathe.
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| haiku boy summons the troops. |
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Posted by notetakes on October 15th, 2009 @ 12:28am
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[PRIVATE]
beermaiden beware:
outside neopolis breeds
bad choices all 'round.
[PRIVATE TO AGNES, SCOTT, NICK, ANDY, ANNIE, TONI, MARLA, STEVE, MARISA]
the rabbit fur on my ears is finally gone, thank goodn
and my hat phase is officially over. i think i want to celebrate with some wii brawl, but i have a small test tomorrow, so that may not be the best idea ever. so, suggestion: thursday gaming + tv night? we can pre-game (god knows nabbing the capes rec room can be v. difficult), catch the premiere of 30 rock, & possibly toss on a movie afterwards if we haven't beaten each other to death with the wiimotes by then.
plus, the boys and i need to talk plans.
[PRIVATE TO ANNIE]
are you leaving neopolis anytime soon?
[PRIVATE TO NICK]
we'll see if they can be in the same room with each other.
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| tobunny is no more. |
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Posted by notetakes on September 30th, 2009 @ 12:22am
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[LOCKED TO AGNES.]
oh good lord
[LOCKED TO SCOTT, ANDY, AND NICK.]
MAYDAY MAYDAY
AM COWERING IN THE SECOND FLOOR BATHROOM IN THE MAGIC DORMITORIES
HAVE NO CLOTHES
REPEAT, I NEED CLOTHES
[He's turned on the Message Alert! function; if they don't respond within 10 minutes, a trilling beep -- much like an alarm clock -- will go to their PDAs.]
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| haiku boy is heavily hungover. |
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Posted by notetakes on September 26th, 2009 @ 12:37pm
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i really wish i could obey this trend of posting exquisitely beautiful scenery and/or classy venues from my own exotic september trip, but i'm afraid all i have to offer ( is the following. )
extremely stupid but hilarious shenanigans, pix or it didn't happen, &c. now, onto more pressing business:
CAT SUPERVISION SCHEDULE 26.09.09
one person will arm themselves with the sarape, hockey mask, and oven mitts. there will always be a second person on-hand with blankets, duct tape, and cat toys to support them. brad will be enlisted for catnip duty only in case of emergency.
ideally, this way we will all have a wonderful drive back in which the cat will be peaceable and calm and thus not interfere with our headaches.
FIRST SHIFT: scott green & holly white.
SECOND SHIFT: mandy mcnamara, magda davis & cara sasson.
THIRD SHIFT: simon liebowitz & jacob fitzgerald.
FOURTH SHIFT (+ NEOPOLIS FERRY): toby hastings & brad murphy.
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please pardon our retardation, i always regret it as much a
i apologize for the spam of last night, but you're always free to ignore
there were CHUPACABRAS
back in neopolis later today, souvenirs and burn scars in hand. ridiculous time-wasting driving games are allowed in this entry.
:)
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| haiku boy is in meijico. |
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Posted by notetakes on September 24th, 2009 @ 4:10pm
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in hindsight (har har), my rather unpredictable ability could have been worse, and i'm thankful. my minor brush with postcognitive poetry in the wild wild west was quite enough, thanks much.
in other news, i'm in tijuana. my dad told me to a) not pass out in a stable, b) get him one of these masks so he could start a lucrative new career in wrestling rather than teaching high school kids to wrestle. but i'm 87% certain that he was kidding. possibly.
what sort of things should a group of neopolitan kids do in tijuana, o journalandia? i'm making scott get some churros & hunting for cheesy souvenirs, but that's not until later.
PS: dearest tijuana crew. as delightful as the trip down here was, and as magnificent as the new scars on my arms are, we are doing something about the kitten on our way back. someone buy oven mitts. someone else get a hockey mask. volunteers, go. other padded clothing suggested as well. i'll have a v. organized cat supervision schedule ready by the time we start the drive back. the hellcat is very serious business, comrades.
( PRIVATE. )
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| 26: haiku boy is not an action hero. |
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Posted by notetakes on August 29th, 2009 @ 10:08pm
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large encephalon
is in great mortal danger
requires rescue.
guys. guys. the haiku's pretty damn clear this time. is anyone close to the classrooms/administration building? because uh. you know. counselor bob is nothing but one gigantic brain. i think he needs some help.
like, right now.
also i am 87% certain that one among our immediate number is infected and 110% certain that i never, ever ever wanted my life to become like some trite remake of a romero film, so, you know
advice on that front would be v. appreciated too
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| 25: gearing up. |
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Posted by notetakes on August 23rd, 2009 @ 11:23pm
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( PRIVATE. )
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