21 feet under
4 am blue
all over coffee
Amnesty International
Amnesty International USA
bay folk sketchbook
beautiful shadows
brian andreas
cat power
cynthia connolly
cynthia connolly -- banned in dc
dissociated voices (sound samples on the bottom)
donald miller
dover beach
dresden dolls
drinking sky and sweet black
God's Debris
green night on a dusty red moon
he scanned it, staggered
how now brown sock?
i found this magazine in santa cruz . . .
jacaranda (greysight)
jonathan hartsaw
jones soda
koyaanisqatsi
letters from home. (Rnk.)
listen to the rain (turn your speakers on)
mindwalk
mogwai
paul madonna
pedro the lion
pleiades
richard stine
Rivers and Tides
SAP
staring out the window at the rain (my old blog)
the deep end. seven feet.
the deep end. seven feet. part 2.
the near and the far
thirteen
throatshot
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what happened to lani garver
white oleander
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This is my blogchalk:
United States, California, sometimes Steiermark, Austria, something bored teenagers say when they speak useless words into brick walls of cotton candy, English, German, Noreia,creative writing, fiction, reading, college student, strange, cat power, mogwai, arap strap, dresden dolls, white oleander, the earth, my butt, and other big, round things, welcome to the dollhouse, fuckers.
i got this from slyeye's blog:
1.Go into your archives.
2.Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3.Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4.Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
i went to my first blog, and strangely, the 23rd post was the last one. it had five "sentences" (or fragments) including the title, and the fifth one was a link to my new blog. weird. so i did it with my newer blog and the 23rd post only had two sentences. (second sentence: "the 7-eleven guy always grins at us now when we come in almost every evening for our faux-seafood dinner.") so i counted three more sentences into the next post. it was, "and she was always just laughing at me when i did crazy things like playing catch with ian with an imaginary ball, or singing veggietales songs at the top of my lungs."
comment and leave your sentence.
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