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Diana

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Gender: Female
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 26
Sign: Virgo

City: Boston
State: MASSACHUSETTS
Country: US

Signup Date: 09/26/03

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Thursday, April 13, 2006

[reflections]
Current mood: sleepy
Category: Art and Photography

There is a livejournal community called reflect_it and although, I heard about it long before it was on the front page of LJ, I never was interested until today.

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taken November 2004

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Friday, April 07, 2006

[short videos]
Category: Life

Seven videos of random things! There is a description of each thing on the page where you view the video. There are things like otters swimming, squirrels playing, fountains fountaining and the band Plastilina Mosh...er, moshing! Oh yes, enjoy!













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Sunday, January 23, 2005

[snow tale]

crunching under foot & the scraping under sides of shovels and snow plows as they push their heavy mechanical bodies through the streets of boston. it's no blizzard, but it's accumulating at a slow but steady rate. the city is quiet with disaster. students run through the streets, stopping cars in their tracks. snow angels in every front lawn, back alley & roof top. it is winter in the city.

grey eerily lit up skies, like daylight never stopped.

& i wonder why i still have the same winter clothes from the past 4 years & no snow boots. nothing protect from the windy flakes that fall inbetween the crevices of knit scarves and the collars of coats. i can't defend myself against nature. everyone's enemy.

but i've come to embrace the snow, cold, rainiest weather as my dearest friend. i'm coming to terms with the drafts under doors and through the locks of screened windows. perhaps we'll never be as close as me & snow, but i'd like us to be. i'd like to understand the gusts of winds that come barreling down boylston & tremont.

distract one's self with:

-tea in the lobby

-new hot hot heat

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Thursday, October 14, 2004

[our hearts pump dust]
Category: Art and Photography

sometimes you meet people you never expected to meet in your life. i'vemet so many talented individuals because of the internet. so manythings i would never have been exposed to. this is the kind of thing i'm talking aboutright here:

{stay until you're sure that i'm asleep} -- drawings by tim cook.

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Sunday, August 22, 2004

[i write because...]

there is nothing else to do. i can't sleep without talking about myself. i write because i need to find out who i am. i write because i can't tell lies. i write because i must. i write because that's what i'm supposed to do. i write because i like to tell stories. i write because i want to be someone else, and this is the only way i can do it. i can't act, so i write. i write because it comes naturally to my fingertips and i like when ink smears across my palms and fingertips, and i leave tiny prints along each single white sheet of paper i pass along the table. i write because i like to read and i want to create something that will insprire someone else. i write because i want to become an alcoholic and die at the age of 45 from alcohol poisoning. i write because i think i would be paralyzed without it. i write because it's cheaper than therapy. i write because i'm lonely. i write because i feel closed in and scared and this is a way i can let it out. i write because i can't sleep. i write because i can't do anything else. i was born without talent. i write because i thought i was ugly. i write because i still think i am sometimes. i write because no one likes me in person. i write because i'm paranoid. i write to be free. i write because i want to be famous. i write because i don't want to be recognized. i write because it's sexy. i write because it's mysterious. i write because it's impressive to say at parties as an occupation. i write because it gets me good sex without saying much. i write because i can't draw. i write because spell check will fix my errors. i write because the sight of red ink excites me. i write so i can be alone. i write because i can hang out in coffee houses with an excuse to hit on other lonely writers. i write because i'm in love with language. i write because i have nothing else to do.

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Wednesday, June 02, 2004

[there is something beautiful in science]

how do you feel about nicknames?

i have several:

-nyaako
-sea turtle
-ladybird

i also enjoy pet names and being called miss diana. there is one thing you should know about me and that is i cannot stand being called DIANE. diane is not my name. i have three syllables and i'm very protective of them. names are important. get them right.

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Tuesday, May 11, 2004

[if robots ruled the world]

i think one day i will turn into a giant burrito. this will not be a bad thing, unless there are giants near by. mexican giants. then i will be a goner, for sure.

my name will be Senora Tasty.

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