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As you guys know, i sell Mary Kay. Or rather i used to sell Mary Kay. I have a lot of stuff leftover, and i don't want or can't really take it with me when i move. so, i need to sell it. i am selling it at cost, 50% off. the trick is that i have very little free time. so, if anyone is interested, i would love to set up one day for people to come over and get whatever they want. Anyone interested? remember guys these things do make good presents too. i can be home and available (but in a state of packing and paper writing) 10/22 - after 7pm 10/23 - maybe 10/26 - unless there is hanging out with Mike Kun 10/29 - after 7pm i'd prefer to do this all in one day... but i am sorta flexible. Tags: mary kay
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it is almost that time. in MA the deadline is 10/16. I don't care who you vote for, i never have. but go, vote. THIS is your right, your responsibility, your show of patriotism. THIS is sacred. THIS is what people died for, died so you could have this privilidge, this right, this duty.
Vote.
Millions around the world are not as fortunate as you. They can't vote. THIS is the duty of the free world, the first word, of America. THIS is what it is ALL about.
Register to vote. Now. Today. Tonight. Now.
Vote. Vote with your heart, your mind, your logic, your party, your parents, your conscience. It doesn't matter who you vote for. And it doesn't matter why you picked them. It doesn't matter if in your state your vote is wasted. It doesn't matter if you hate the electoral college. That isn't what is important.
What is important is that you go, and you vote. For yourself. And for all those who can't. And for all those who sacrificed and died to give you the right. And for all those who will come after you. Vote.
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We made it. It took us forever and a day because by the end there was a pulled muscle and an acting up hip joint and general omg tiredness, but we made it. I do not remember what i thought from the top of the mountain last time. it was about 10 years ago. this time... the usual thoughts of how insignificant we all are, how majestic nature is and so on filled my mind as usuals. and by the time we were at the actual summit, mostly i just wanted to get down off hte mountain and into some nice place for dinner. But something like 0.12 miles from the summit, where i could see it just fine, and new that it was just one tiny push more, i turned around, as i had bee doing for a bit, to look down. one Flicker posts this, i will go and change the default icon of this post to be the one that says "stand before god" because i was. it was one of those moments that people write about. i had it before, several times. a moment where with no doubt and no unsurety i know that not only does god exist but he is focusing attention on this mountain and on me right now, for a tiny brief part of a second, god was there. so yes, it is a mountain. it is damned tall, and it was a relatively difficult hike. and we did it, with minimal whining, and minimal injuries and minimal drama. i am very very proud of ladysprite, this was her first real hike, and that is quite an accomplishment.
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sunday i am goingto a wedding. i need a dress for this. that's cool i said to myself, i have a few, including a cool blue one i want to wear and a black one with a white stripe that i LOVE ( http://pics.livejournal.com/tpau/pic/0002z006) so being not dumb, i tried them on. oops. i forgot i am not a size 18 anymore. apparently i haven't been of a while. the blue dress is a 16. perfect i say. nope. it ALSO hangs like a freaken bag. gah! thankfully last december a friend had a little-black-dress party. aha. it's a jones of new york dress, they run funny, THAT size 16 might fit. and lo, it does. better then it did in december in fact. so, yay for losing weight. boo for dresses not fitting!
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УЕЗЖАЮТ РУССКИЕ ЕВРЕИ
Уезжают русские евреи, покидают отчий небосвод. И кому-то, видно, душу греет апокалиптический исход.
Расстаются невозвратно с нами, с той землей, где их любовь и пот. Были узы, а теперь узлами словно склад, забит аэропорт.
Что сказать, что к этому добавить? Чья это победа, чья беда? Что от них нам остается? Память? Памятники духа и труда.
Удержать их, не пустить могли ли? Дождь над Переделкиным дрожит. А на указателе "К могиле Пастернака" выведено - "жид"...
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| Your Kiss is Orange |  For you, kissing is all about pushing the envelope. You're a wild kisser. And you don't have to know someone all that well to kiss them. (You figure that's how you'll get to know one another!) While you may be impulsive with who you kiss, there's nothing random about your kissing technique.
Kissing Type: Unconventional
People See Your Kisses as: Intoxicating
You Kiss Best With: A Red Kisser
Stay away from: A Pink Kisser |
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