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Tony, you've got a point, we need something to drive us.
I've at times been overwhelmed with wants (Christians would probably call it covetousness). So, it's just a tiny id right now. Not an overpowering tantrum-throwing id as I've experienced in the past.
posted by
Discombobulated78
on February 27, 2007 at 10:23 AM
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Thanks teddy_poet :)
posted by
Discombobulated78
on February 27, 2007 at 10:06 AM
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LOL SoloWriter, I love it!
posted by
Discombobulated78
on February 27, 2007 at 10:06 AM
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I would say you're right Bhaskar
posted by
Discombobulated78
on February 27, 2007 at 10:05 AM
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Excellent as always, my friend!
posted by
teddypoet_TheGoodByeFade
on February 27, 2007 at 8:05 AM
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She was heavy with child,
a greedy Landlord had screwed her over,
and now the lawyer's man
banged on her door with complete disrespect.
She made her choice ~
"I choose sanity," she said to herself,
and told the filthy spick to get his trash off of her lawn.
Dis come Bob. You lated '78.
posted by
Jenasis
on February 27, 2007 at 7:53 AM
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Tell me about it. But that wanting more is our engine, keeping us going.
posted by
Antonionioni
on February 27, 2007 at 7:49 AM
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Hello Discom
This one, as I understand, is a story of recoupment through a study of the self. Never mind it will settle in contentment.
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on February 27, 2007 at 5:55 AM
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