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Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Sunday, April 21, 2002
 
Piss me off. Piss me RIGHT off.

It's been a long chilly day in my corner of the world, so I have passed my time the computer lab listening to the second volume of the Moulin Rouge soundtrack (I think it's better than the first) and writing my last chapter. I need to get this draft done and pass it off to others for editing before the grand due date of next Monday.

Anyway, as a slight distraction, Jack and I were reading the earthquake chatboard on the local news website. I selected some of the gems for your reading pleasure. Honestly, I haven't altered these at all.

i was in bed when my daughter ask me what was going on and i said i didnot know iI turn on the tv to channel 5 and in was telling about the earthquack
kittyin brushton

MY STORY GOES LIKE THIS I WAS AT WORK I WORK IN NIKS IN LAKE PLACID AT THE RAMAMDA INN.MYSELF AND COWORKERS WENT DOWN STAIRS FOR A BRAKE BEFORE OPENING THE RESTRAUNT.AND AS A NORMAL MORNING WE WERE TALKING WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN WE HEAR THIS LOUD RUMBLE AT FIRST WE THOUGHT SOMETHING WAS WRONG IN THE BUILDING BUT WHEN I FELT MY CHAIR LIFT FROM UNDER ME I KNEW IT WAS SOMETHING MORE ITS HARD TO DESCRIBE THE FEELING OF FEAR AT THAT PIONT TO STAND UP AND MOVE WAS INPOSSIBLE AT ONE POINT IT WAS LIKE WALKING ON WATER BUT WE NEEDED TO GET OUT FROM UNDER THE BUILDING I REALLY FELT LIKE THE EARTH WAS GONNA PULL ME IN.I LOOKED UP AND SAW THE BULIDING JUST SWAYING BACK AND FORTH WATCHED ALL THE GLASSES ON THE WINDOW CEALS FALL.

i was sleeping and jumped out of my bed scard as heck i ran into my grandmas room and she thought it was the furnce blowing up. oh yea my uncle steve sleap throut the whole thing and woke up an hour later. anthony airoldi

This is the lead reporter at Channel 5. He goes to transvestite karoke in Burlington on Wednesday nights if you are ever looking for a date. wink, wink.