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TASP 2003 at UT Austin:
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reasonably remarkable
Sunday, August 10, 2003
WWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAZZZZZZZZZZZZZUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPPP?????!!!!!!!!!!!
ok... only slightly annoying - but being the first person to respond, I feel this inherent need to scream for people left behind :(... anyhow - I managed to put off the pain of not seeing all of you by singing...
"If you want to sing out, sing out.
And if you want to be free, be free.
There's a million ways to go (I think those are the words)
You know that there are...
And if you want to be me, be me,
And if you want to be you, be you,
There's a million things to be (Still thinking... )
You know that there are..."
I think I hummed that all the way home - people on the plane seemed to be annoyed - especially because I drifted in and out of consciousness... Funny how life goes on...
Lol - I have a distinct feeling that the undertone (or overtone - hahhahah) of these bloggings for the next week will be overly sappy because we all feel the same way...
Hmm, interestingly, as I jotted down random things in my morning pages (yes, I'm still trying to do them), I looked up half-expecting to be in the seminar room - the light creating shadows that write, shaking the tables with small squeaks - only to find myself in my room. Oh, oh -= incoming message=- =warning=- 'pain' -=end message=- ah, time to sing... - if you want to sing out, sing out. and if you want to be free, be free...
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