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(sarcasm and cynism galore)

"I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end."
Margaret Thatcher, in Observer April 4, 1989

i don't know who said this but i agree:
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."

"Lately, I have come to believe that the principle difference between heaven and hell is the company you keep there."
-- Simon Illyan, from A Civil Campaign by L.M. Bujold

from The Devil's Dictionary by the ultimate cynic Ambrose Bierce :
"Patience: a minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue."
"Diplomacy: The patriotic art of lying for one's country."
"Politics: The conduct of public affairs for private advantage."
"Bride, n.: A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her."
"Lawyer, n.: One skilled in the circumvention of the law."
"Year, n.: A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments."
"Pleasure, n.: The least hateful form of dejection."
"Reverence: the spiritual attitude of a man to a god and a dog to a man."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Corporation, n.: An ingenious device for obtaining individual profit without individual responsibility."
"Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion."
"Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Bore, n.: A person who talks when you wish him to listen."
"Quotation, n.: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another."
"Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.)"
"Brain, n.: an apparatus with which we think we think."
"Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others."
"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
"Politics, n.: Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles."
"There is nothing new under the sun but there are lots of old things we don't know."
"Politeness, n.: The most acceptable hypocrisy."
"Truth: An ingenious compound of desirability and appearance."
"Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence."
"Love, n.: A temporary insanity curable by marriage."
"Egotist, n.: A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me."

from Mark Twain:
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest." "Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please."
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."
"Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow."

from Voltaire:
"If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him."

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WHaT'S oN MY SH3LF???

The 8th Commandment by Lawrence Sanders Read it and loved it. Go ahead and meet Dunk, yeah that's the protagonist's nickie

Lawrence Sander's book: Timothy's Game I want a Timothy Cone too!

Monday, January 31, 2005

i've been thinking about this dream constantly. i'm not quite sure what some people in my dream stand for. what a crazy combination of characters i have there! angel, i think i know why. his name speaks for itself. i think someone up there is telling to slow down - you know jog. because i've been caught up with my work so much so that i don't have time for almost anything else other than doing my laundry on rest days (haha!.. i've been swimming with my laundry on rest days ",>) and true to his name he guided me to the house where i saw my lala.

as for cathy and willie, i don't know why of all people they were there or why it had to be them. i've never seen her for about two years now and i don't have any tv so i don't know why willie? and they're not separated simply because they've never been married - hah! but that's only if you take the dream literally. figuratively, it may make a weird sort of sense...SIGH

my old subdivision, i can understand. i grew up in that place. it's old territory.

but the house had no door and she didn't want the windows closed. an enigma of sorts. it'd be logical if she was mad because the house was missing a wall and a door, right? why can't everything be black and white? or why wasn't i born psychic?!

i've just never seen her sad or mad in any of my dreams. so that was what probably shook me up. i've only had two that i can remember. the last one was probably a month or so after she died. she was happy. smiling... and this is the dream where i couldn't see her face clearly because behind her shines a light so bright you have to squint to see her clearly. and she was wearing a yellow duster which i recognize and she was sitting on what looks like a rock and it felt like we were outdoors.

i think i know why i remember all the details in this dream. probably because i relive it over and over when i finally woke up. i kept running the scenes repeatedly as i saw them. other dreams i don't even do that. i simply wake up ... change positions and then sleep again. i don't even remember the details as i was waking up. i'm gonna call my mom and have her offer a mass. i'm feeling restless as well...








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