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, April 03, 2003
Everyone and their sister (once again direct links don't work for me!!!) chimes in about the Flatiron Building. I am properly chagrined.
I think the moral of the story is, if you're a tourist in New York City and you need to know something, don't approach me. And yet they always do. I wear the open, friendly, pudgy face of the harmless. You know, it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for, people. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:33 AM | shower me with attention
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