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May 18th, 2004


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2004.0518.2229::A little bit sweet, a little bit bitter
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Yes, I'm secure enough in my masculinity to express my glee at tonight's season finale of Gilmore Girls.

The book line paragraph thing, from musesfool:
1. Take five books off your bookshelf.
2. Book #1 -- first sentence
3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty
4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred
5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty
6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book
7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph:
Nine o'clock on a Tuesday morning at the end of April 1981, and according to the giant illuminated figures at the top of the Mint Hotel the temperature was already ninety-two degrees. When we finally slid the things off--very carefully, I can tell you--Dimitri was characteristically pessimisstic. When Homer would tiptoe down to Nurse Angela's office, late at night, it seemed to him that Dr. Larch was always at the typewriter--and that he would always notice Homer's careful movement in the hall. It was a familiar but always touchy question, and one that I didn't answer just one, two, three. As the first stars came out, Coraline finally allowed herself to drift into sleep, while the gentle upstairs music of the mouse circus spilled out onto the warm evening air, telling the world that the summer was almost done.
Which makes the kind of sense that...doesn't.

Sources:
  1. The Biggest Game in Town A. Alvarez
  2. Kitchen Confidential Anthony Bourdain
  3. The Cider House Rules John Irving
  4. "For Esmé--With Love and Squalor" Nine Stories J.D. Salinger
  5. Coraline Neil Gaiman


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