December 2008
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Banned words list offers no 'bailout' to offenders →
annoying overused words of 2008. haha
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Why I don't blog (well, not till now).
I’ve always told myself that I don’t write blogs cos a) they’re a waste of time b) they’re for camwhores people who lead an interesting life and c) I’m lazy. But all that can be refuted easily. I waste so much time on the net anyway, (the bulk of it chatting and exchanging links, photos, music and audio files) so it’s not a valid excuse.
Well as...
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http://www.script-o-rama.com/ →
for times when you can’t find the exact movies quotes you want at imdb.
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true dialogues from Annie Hall
ANNIE: Yeah, yeah, I sorta dabble around, you know. (Annie's thoughts pop on the screen as she talks: I dabble? Listen to me-what a jerk!)
ALVY: They're ... they're... they're wonderful, you know. They have ... they have, uh ... a ... a quality. (As do Alvy's: You are a great-looking girl)
ANNIE: Well, I-I-I would-I would like to take a serious photography course soon. (Again, Annie's thoughts pop on: He probably thinks I'm a yo-yo)
ALVY: Photography's interesting, 'cause, you know, it's-it's a new art form, and a, uh, a set of aesthetic criteria have not emerged yet. (And Alvy's: I wonder what she looks like naked?)
ANNIE: Aesthetic criteria? You mean, whether it's, uh, good photo or not? (I'm not smart enough for him. Hang in there)
ALVY: The-the medium enters in as a condition of the art form itself. That's- (I don't know what I'm saying-she senses I'm shallow)
ANNIE: Well, well, I ... to me-I ... I mean, it's-it's-it's all instinctive, you know. I mean, I just try to uh, feel it, you know? I try to get a sense of it and not think about it so much. (God, I hope he doesn't turn out to be a shmuck like the others)
ALVY: Still, still we- You need a set of aesthetic guide lines to put it in social perspective, I think (Christ, I sound like FM radio. Relax)
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“you’re so smart you’re like a miniature yoda covered in cuteness.”
– Z
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Diamond Day by Vashti Bunyan
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Like the way you pucker when I want you to suckle at my brain Like the way you fiddle when I want you to nibble at my pain Like the way you wonder when I need you to respond to my words Like the way your eyes trickle and your flight proves that you’re fickle like a bird Like the way you wear the night like a cape wound tight around your smile Like the way the stars stare at you and your earthly...
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When My Sorrow Was Born
When my Sorrow was born I nursed it with care, and watched over it with loving tenderness. And my Sorrow grew like all living things, strong and beautiful and full of wondrous delights.
And we loved one another, my Sorrow and I, and we loved the world about us; for Sorrow had a kindly heart and mine was kindly with Sorrow. And when we conversed, my Sorrow and I, our days were winged and our...
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“You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your...”
– Alan Alda