Tavie
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blogs i like:
amy
andrew
carl
barb cooking blog
boing boing
caroline
cartoon brew
chris
cityroom
consumerist
erin
gena/ deadly stealth frogs
gothamist
jim hill
kids in the hall lj
kithblog
matt k
mike t
nathan
post secret
rynn
sarah
sarah c
sean
tea rose
toby
tom
webcomics i read:
american elf
american stickman
elfquest
lolcats!
masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
ultrajoebot
xkcd
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me on the tumblr
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Thursday, February 14, 2002
Fuck computers. Fuck the internet. I need my friends to be close to me. And they're not. And that fucking bites the fucking big one.
And, speaking of fucking things, hey, lovers. Hey, all you lovers. Take your candies and your flowers and your pink accessories and your glistening red lipsticks and your candlelit dinners and your comingling tongues and leave 'em outside. That's right. Just take it outside. Thanks so much. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:35 AM | shower me with attention
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