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08-23-2006, 09:20 PM | #83 (permalink) |
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The Magical Mystery Tour
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
09-02-2006, 10:29 AM | #84 (permalink) |
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Two books - one Paul McKenna with a self-hypnosis CD, and another general work book type thing that looks pretty good.
Couldn't find anything today in Tesco that took my fancy - was quite disappointed to come away empty handed!!
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09-02-2006, 10:38 AM | #85 (permalink) |
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hmmm, I bought Knife of Dreams (Robert Jordan) Which I have been meaning to read for ages, then...a REALLY nice chicken and lettuce sandwich. mmmmm, just thinking about it is making me hungry...
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09-02-2006, 03:39 PM | #88 (permalink) |
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which one
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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