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an obvious case of jaundice
about me
- coffeesnob
- melbourne, Australia
- single, male, 30s. favourite phrase: "the world was like this when i got here".
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- dolly pond
- nights
- whatever the english may say
- more mornington
- weary sigh
- he said
- to avoid confusion
- officially it's one week from winter
- is there anything as jejune
- i've just met
- how utterly french
- i'm dying to meet
- is it october already?
- a woman's most enduring relationship
- ouch
- that joke isn't funny anymore
- forget ferris. save lindsay.
- no moore rubbish
- sooner or later
- something to celebrate
- single goy
- astronomers are idiots
- there's something about segways
- stealing outside
- singin' in the rain
- is it wrong
- calling dr gregory house
- love and death
- knocking at heaven's gate
- the eurovision song contest
- all gauloises and faux pas
- intelligent design
- la crise
- the road less travelled
- pure azure
- great moments in western civilization #1264
- the world
- nsoh
- life is
- primary considerations
- a friend of mine says
- zyklon b
- nasa
- spend spend spend
- children know best
- pomegranates
- more of the same, please
- i don't want
- you can be
- says it all, really
- you for scuba?
- why ponder life's complexities?
- love is a duet
- from a hillside desolate
- where the boys are
- quelle surprise
- if you're thinking of taking up golf
- tepid, at best
- obsolescence
- i'm moving
- very selfish drunken clown
- is it just me?
- apologies aren't necessary
- because i can
- there's recently been a breakthrough
- i'd rather be
- i'd rather be
- running isn't a hobby
- where the girls are
- i have a soft spot
- love in a cool climate
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ahem. sticky fingers.
the content on foundfoundfound drains from my brain. not yours. trust me, you wouldn't want it.
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I haven't read it either. Should I?
neither have I, is it any good? sounds like it's depressing....
I haven't read her/it either. Shocking, I know.
*beams from ear to ear*
Oops, better not look in this direction then ;-/
The Bell Jar is the kind of book that your unshaven, unwashed, unkempt female teacher (who only gets by as a female if you squint and concentrate really, really hard) pushes in to your hands. The copy will always be ancient, very well thumbed and smell of damp.
The book is a pile of shite.
I've not read it either. Are we all missing out?
tada...sounds like there are quite a few....
I do have her complete book of poetry on my bookshelf I just have to be depressed to read it ;)
really i just noticed how many blog-gilrs have "the bell jar" listened as one of their favourite books. and i thought i'd have some fun. i actually like the novel.
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