[s]Goal: 100,000 New Goal: 200,000[/s] New Goal: 250.000

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[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

turn the page

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

turn the page

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

turn the page

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turning the page posts still count

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

turn the page

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

turn the page

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

crap. skip it.

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and I'm so confused of what to choose

between the pleasure and the pain

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not playing right now but still awesome

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

they count anything counts but it gets the work pc too slow the things i guess videos and i should just finish up here anyway and come back when it passes sorry

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post to see posts

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everything counts

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everyone lies

[Leelou]

I'm not in a good mood. All I'm going to say.

[mmeeshal]

Random excerpt from a book time.

[mmeeshal]

First book: Eight Days to Live by Iris Johansen

Random excerpt...uh...

 

Eve frowned, trying to remember. "He's in his forties. He owns two racehorses. He likes women. He's been divorced three times. None of his wives appears to have been heavy in the IQ department. No children. He wields a lot of influence. He dabbles in politics, but he's never run for any office. It's all behind the scenes." She shrugged. "But he doesn't seem as much of a threat as Millet."

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ooh yay sounds like fun meesh!

and to leelou, this is the internetz, you can rage here pretty safely

[mmeeshal]

*that was from page 256, 4th paragraph, in the St. Martin's Paperbacks copy.

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ok thats specific

[Mrs. Cindy Gill]

ooh yay sounds like fun meesh!

and to leelou, this is the internetz, you can rage here pretty safely

*makes a mental note of this*

 

good to know :)

[mmeeshal]

From Goliath by Scott Westerfeld (third book in the Leviathan trilogy):

 

Page 212, starting with the second-to-last paragraph, hardcover from Simon Pulse.

 

"Of course she would say so," Alek said. "Mr. Tesla is a Clanker scientist, and she's a Darwinist--and a Darwin to boot! They're natural enemies."

 

Deryn started to reply, but her head swiveled as a food stall drifted slowly past. The whole thing was drawn, customers and all, by a squat two-legged walker. One of the cooks was chopping thin layers of dough into fine noodles; the others were slicing mushrooms, fish, and eels. The smell of buckwheat and prawns carried on the steam rising from the boilers, along with the tang of vinegar and pickles.

Edited December 28, 2011 by mmeeshal

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[Leelou]

1. South Carolina is too damn far away.

 

2. It takes longer than you think to really know someone.

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never trust them Darwins