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Tavie 
dave foley mark mckinney e.mail 
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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
  
Other places to find me:
me on the tumblr 
me on the flickr 
me on the formspring 
me on the twitter 
me on the ravelry 
me on the myspace
  
  
 
 
  
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      Sunday, July 17, 2005             
    Social ability is all about context. If you put me in a room of sci-fi fans, I start to feel almost arrogantly generous in my ability to listen to boring conversation, smile and laugh at the right times, not interrupt, and pretend not to notice that no one's making eye contact. I become a social gold-medalist.
  Put me in a room full of "mundane" ("mundane"? Fuck, I am one of them!) people and you'll find me curled up in a corner in a fetal position, licking the Bible for strength.*
  In other news, I feel terribly lonely at the moment. Weird. *McCulloch's line, not mine.    Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:55 AM | shower me with attention  
   
  
   
  
 
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