tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84511802011-09-05T10:31:40.684-04:00.i've got my mouth, it's a weapon; it's a bombshell; it's a cannon; i've got my words, and i won't give them mercy.Joannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01859920588225741105noreply@blogger.comBlogger1661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451180.post-78491070866578010582011-06-15T20:57:00.002-04:002011-06-15T21:30:11.378-04:00

Two friends of mine - one much closer than the other - are planning to adopt children in the somewhat-near future. This...is awkward for me.Reason #1: Friend "A" approached me as such: "Hey! You're adopted, right? We're going through the process of adoption..maybe you could like..give us some insight!" No. I really don't want to. "Come on.. give us like.. one pearl of wisdom.. What should

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I took a long break - again. But for a reason apart from simply letting busy life and schedules get in the way.I'm breaking down.While struggling to find purpose, voicing what I could manage to a friend, I decided that maybe I was letting my adoption 'crusade' get in the way of finding my purpose. I thought maybe I was being too one-sided in my opinions. I feared that in becoming something of

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William F Lynch, a Roman Catholic priest calls hope the fundamental knowledge and feeling that there is a way out of difficulty, that things can work out, that we as human persons can somehow handle and manage internal and external reality, that there are solutions in the most ordinary and biological and physiological sense of that word, that, above all, there are ways out of illness. His view

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Star Trek: Voyager - Drone ... And Adoption.For the non-Trek watchers.. a brief overview: Remember ‘beam me up, Scotty’? Different ship. Different people. But they’re being ‘beamed up’ from an away mission..and there’s an accident. A borg’s (think: terminator.. a being crossed between organic and technology) technology combine with a human’s DNA and create a completely new being, whom they

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I tried to end my life in the summer between fourth and fifth grade. I was nine, going on ten years old. What could possibly be so painful at ten years old? What could hurt so much that after only a decade of living, you wanted it to be over already? Moreover, what ten year old even knows that suicide exists? I’m sure a lot of adoptees know. Among adolescents who have attempted suicide, an

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Nothing's changed. I still wonder what things might have been like if I had been raised with my birth family. I still wonder if S* thinks of me in the morning on the way to work, like I think of her. I still wonder if MK* ever knew how much I loved her. And I still wonder if I'll ever stop wondering. Twenty four years of wondering tells me I'll never stop.There has to be some way to bridge the

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Trials and Tribulations: A Love(Hate) ReunionI cannot remember the day I was told that I was adopted. I’m sure I was very young. While the fact was always known to me, and it appeared that my parents had informed me of my unique standing in my family, I never knew a time when the topic was not viewed as taboo. I can remember clearly, the look on my mother’s face, when I once asked about my first

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I can't BELIEVE I've never posted this here. This was my final portfolio during my art school years. Still gives me the chills. Still makes me cry. Still makes me want to show this to my entire family and all of my friends and shout, "SEE! SEE! THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE!"

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so, here's the trouble with reworking this project.. and i spent all night/morning trying. I don't know how to recreate this. Short of reprinting the original photographs, and tearing them again..and mounting them to clayboard (instead of canvas this time)..I don't think there's a way to do it. I took the original images this morning and created new digital canvases, hoping to have them flush

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Remember when I used to post pictures here all the time? Why did I stop that? Why did I stop writing, really? When I just scrolled through my older posts, I realized the last one I'd written really (besides the most recent one) was right after one of my good friends had just given birth to her third daughter. That little girl is now walking and talking. Here. Have some art.That's better.I'm

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I figured I should make some attemt at updating a few more times before the year ends. Honestly, I've lost all motivation to think deeply about anything. I've been in sort of a slump for a while, and it's honestly exhausting.I've been working on writing something of a memoir - an account of my reunion with my birth family; the ups and downs and hello's and goodbye's. I don't even remember the

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i can't stop saying 'i want to go home'. i don't know where that is anymore. sometimes i wonder if that means that i'm giving up on this life. sometimes i wonder if that means i want to run away to be with my mother. a lot of times that means i feel like my heart will burst out of my chest at work, itching to get back to my apartment. and every time, no matter where i am, that feeling

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There's a feeling. When he was little I watched you. I watched you..watch him.I saw you look at each other. It was different. I want that."Then She Found Me - Eleanor Lipman is it...denial? It has to be. In watching the movie Then She Found Me (which..the book kind of sucked. royally. but I love Bette Midler and felt it was my duty to endure..) there was a scene between the (adult)

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I am exhausted in every sense of the word. The transition from Philadelphia back to Connecticut has been a bit difficult, and moreso, the transition from "student" to "unemployed". Moving in was a chore. Living here seems to be a chore as well. The neighbors don't seem to like us very much, and minus my paranoia, actually seem to have it out for us. I think their issue is that we are two

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Gradutaion is right around the corner. Three more days and I will no longer be considered a student! I will be saying goodbye to Philadelphia and 'hello' to Connecticut once again. I'm going to be a grown up! It's exciting and scary and sad and amazing and every emotion under the sun all rolled into one day. Amidst the excitement, however, there will be a touch of longing. S*, my first mother,

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I had my final class today; the last class ever. It was a Marketing and Promotions final critique: 12 judges sat in the classroom while we each presented our materials and portfolio and were then judged on our "packages". I went in confident and assured. I came out in tears.They loved my commercial work; they hated my logo, but loved the photographs. We disagreed on individual images and their

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A friend from Connecticut came to visit for the weekend. It was refreshing because it's been years since I have been able to play 'tourist' in this city. We set out toward Independence Mall to hop on a double decker tour bus. We bought our tickets and decided to go to the bathroom before we embarked on the hour and a half city tour.In the terminal, I waited outside and held my friends purse while

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..I seem to have lost all the words for this post..

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So, like. Does Disney have some inherent need to make every mother character leave the child? Truth be told, I cried even just capping the Land Before Time picture. I haven't seen that movie in years because every time I've watched it, I just turn into a mess. So...now I'm projecting my 'mommy issues' onto cartoon characters? This can't be a good sign.

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Dear Poor, Neglected Blog;I'm here now. With a renewed sense of my adopted self.Thanks for your patience.Love,Joanna.This week (wait..it's only Tuesday) has been strangely packed with...triggers. All of them in the most unlikely of places. Or maybe not so unlikely. In any case, it has spawned the idea for a PICSPAM! SO. Introducing: "Adopted, Still: A Picspam".Now, I battled with myself in

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I still feel like I have nothing insightful to say. I've sort of had to compartamentalize everything as of late, and adoption is definitely taking the back seat. School is sucking up all of my energy as it is...I just don't have the energy any more. Obviously, the fact that S* and MK* aren't coming to the graduation is disappointing. On one hand, I have to just believe that it wasn't meant to

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Hi, my name is Joanna! And I'm avoiding adoption issues! For as long as I can! ...Which will be a week or two, tops! ...Because what could be more impossible to avoid?! Seriously, though. I need a break. At least through this weekend. Probably more. I'll be back to my usual tirades once ONE of my mothers does something crazy. Which could likely be tomorrow. Laterz. (

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is there such a thing as an 'inherited biological clock'? Like, is that even possible? Because if so.. I think I am a victim. I swear - maybe not so early as 15 - but definitely by 16 I was feeling it. And I find it just the teensiest bit interesting, since MK* gave birth to my f-mom at 17..and before that, A* gave birth to MK* at 18-19. Since I've been in reunion, I haven't been able to

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You know you're adopted when: You can't even listen to Dame Judi Dench sing 'Send in the Clowns' without finding the parallels to your own adoption experience. Hearing the line "I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry, my dear," I immediately thought of my adoptive mother - the day I tried to explain to her that adoption is not all roses and lollipops (Gypsy!), counter to her beliefs. I

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for all you non-irish speaking folks out there, glac le faoi rún translates as: "undercover adoptee". Appropriate, I thought, since this will be the fifth(?) time I have opened, closed, quit and un-quit this blog, all for the sake of saving the hurt feelings of those 'others' in my life. No more, I say! So glac le faoi rún it is.Following this extremely emotional weekend with Suz and Margie, I

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after much thought and consideration, I've decided against closing down this blog.yeah, you can still find me on livejournal...but I've decided to compartamentalize.I'll be keeping this blog specifically for adoption-related posting - so, yay! no more random battlestar galactica posts! the livejournal account will be picking up the slack for the day-to-day, random garbage that I feel the need to

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It's kind of funny...how..even the smallest things - things that in any other case, to any other person - would be so menial...can trigger the deepest hurt. I've always loved this photograph. This is the photograph that made me fall in love with Annie Leibovitz. It follows me everywhere. Without fail, every semester, someone shows this photograph. And every time, without fail, I feel a

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I'm thinking of quitting. Blogger. For..ever.I may move to livejournal.. or I may just peace out completely.annnd.. that's.. it.

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Uh...wow. Check out the awesome PSA link on the right of the homepage (www.ichooseadoption.org) . It's...pretty amazing.

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Oy. Even though this was the most chill week ever, I am going bonkers. I still haven't gotten rid of this cough from Christmas break and it's driving me up the wall. Not even this horrible episode of Ryan's Hope that I'm watching can cheer me up. But at least my earth isn't a radioactive wasteland. Can I get an 'amen'?At the strong suggestion of the woman I am interning with, a new blog has

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This has absolutely nothing to do with Fionnula - except for the fact that I saw her on last night's episode of LOST and was like, WTF?! TEENSEY?!Anyway. This week was excessively dull. But it's okay. Cause Battlestar is on tomorrow!I finally settled on a topic for my portfolio grad show...and - shocker - it's adoption related. The whole purpose, I realized, of my going on such a scientific

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seriously. this add is haunting me. every time I sign into myspace, this is what shows up in my top bar. and their stupid ass slogan is freaking creepy. and a little sick. a lot sick, actually.courtesy of Bastard Nation at www.bastards.org:LEGALIZED ABANDONMENT: SAFE HAVEN LAWSWHAT ARE SAFE HAVEN LAWS?Since 1999, in an attempt to prevent unsafe abandonment of babies and neonaticide, 41 states

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Only one week left till the Battlestar premier!! I may die. It's going to be epic. My marathon, sadly, has ended.. for lack of episodes. I've plowed through all of Eick's video blogs, too. I'm not gonna lie. I will be thrilled come Monday, when I've got somewhere to go...and like, human contact. I wish John would get back from California.Still no word from Stacey. I was a sneaky snake

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Borders was a failure - only for the fact that I am now back to square one. They were completely sold out of every book written specifically on (super)string theory. But there was a silver lining to that dark cloud, even if it only lasted but a moment.I picked up The Fundamentals of Quantam Optics, thinking that it would be, if nothing else, interesting. I figured I could whip something up

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There's a new Mary Ryan in town. Again. I wish they'd just bump her off already. I promised myself I'd stop watching after they killed off Mary. But I think I'm only kidding myself. Cause originally, I promised myself I would only watch until Mary had her baby. Then I said I would stop watching after Mary and Jack resolved their marriage. Now look at me. I'm an addict. Addicted to a soap from

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for those of you who purhcased BSG season 4.0: Disc 4 - Bonus Features - Bear McCreary's Inside the Secrets of the Making of the Music of Battletsar Galactica is probably the funniest thing on earth. And on Kobol. And the 12 Colonies combined. James Callis aka Gaius Baltar wrote a Grammy-worthy song that will have you begging for a professional recording.Gaius Baltaris the MOTHERFRAKKING

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as predicted by my roommate, I am now dreaming in first person shooter mode. I'm not complaining, really - I mean how often do you get to open sets of drawers in your bedroom and find numerous makes and models of weapons, and then use them on random offenders who may be lurking around the house? Thank you, Laura Croft, for giving me the opportunity. I finally got a hold of Joyce - the woman I

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THIS IS THE FIRST POST OF FREEDOM!I can't tell you how amazing it feels : )HERE is what I have been DYING to get off my chest since October. I would LOVE feedback, because frankly, I am livid. And of course, wondering if I have the right to be. I think this goes back as far as last year.. though I can't be entirely sure. Anyway, my first mother invited me to go on a cruise.. just me and her. A

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skrivan family joke + battlestar galactica =

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It's beautiful, is it not? No fears. January 5th? It's all coming out haha. Anyway, in light of my new found freedom, here is the most chill post of the New Year:Christmas in Connecticut. (and please don't judge me)1. XBOX 360 LIVE, BIOTCHES!2, 3, 4. Tomb Raider: Underworld, Call of Duty: World At War, BIOSHOCK5. Some sweet lotions from B&B6. Chipotle grinder7. CSI Season 78. Ferrero Rocher9.

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Now it's my turn to take a break from all my worries. Move aside, Adama. Here begins my break.

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Is it strange that I kind of want to end this in a fight? I don't want to go gently into the night. I don't want to be quiet about it. I've been quiet for eight years. I've been a doormat for eight years. I want to go out of this kicking and screaming and scraping and sweating and bleeding. I want to scream until my throat is raw .. until every ounce of resentment and pent up anger and

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Classes have officially ended. Now all there is to do is sit and wait for this frakking snow to clear up enough that mum can come get me and bring me back to my home sweet CT. Snow is really the least of my troubles, though. The only way I can really describe my current state of mind is to tell you that I wish I were an ice cube..placed on the Thaw Thing. I want to melt.I despise being in

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ONE. MORE. CLASS...but it's economics. Shoot me now. At least there's no quiz/final. My presentation was done last week.. BUT because Prof. "I LOVE SHOES" thinks it would be rude (and really, I agree..) for everyone who already presented to be a no-show on the last week, she said she'd drop us a letter grade if we didn't come. Well, fine then. I hate you too.UHM. Was at Borders earlier

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isn't it rich?are we a pair?me, here at last on the ground,you in mid-airsend in the clowns isn't it bliss?don't you approve?one who keeps turning around,one who can't movewhere are the clowns?send in the clowns just when I'd stoppedopening doorsfinally knowing that what I wanted was yours making my entrance again

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GO. RENT. THIS. MOVIE.this movie will change your life.I'm serious. It's beautiful and sad and so visually stimulating that you may die.And then when you're done watching it, go see The Fountain. And TELL ME that your life has not been changed. I dare you.

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Okay, so for real. I need advice. I thought I was done struggling with the idea of my grad show..but apparently I am not. Obvioulsy, because Portfolio III is a class that requires weekly images, I will have to come up with a project and see it through to the end of the quarter. But it seems the consensus among the professors is that they would prefer to see me hang the adoption project (which

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It has occured to me recently (last night while I flip flopped in my bed for three hours) that..through the whole of my adoption experience..I've had some amazing friends and some.. shall we say..that were lacking?Despite any closeness that may have existed in other areas of my life/our friendship.. it seems that the aspect of adoption closes people off. And..I don't know why that is. Or maybe I

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raising awareness for the greatest show on earth.

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While I'm ripping titles from Sci-Fi shows, maybe the more appropriate title would be "Nothing Important Happened Today" (10 points to the person who can name that show...). But seriously. Nothing important did happen today. Got up and went to the print lab to finish some prints for clients...only to find that the post office is closed on Saturdays in this gods forsaken city. Buggar.

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Guys. Go Here. And hire me. http://www.joannafisher.com

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I dunno if you knew this or not...but I'm friends witha superhero.

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(title provided by the spontaneous genuis of nicole)No insane prophetic dreams last night, I'm sad to report. However, as so often happens in my own life, reality is more inasne than the dreamworld. On a whim I decided to drop off my information and my story over at WeTV on The Locator. Last ditch effort to find "the birthfather" dun dun dunn... However, upon relaying this to the amazing Suz, she

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Hang in here with me for a moment. I just had...a very strange...extremely vivid...and..a bit too emotional dream.At some point during this dream I had made friends with a family, who occupied what seemed to be my house in Connecticut, but simultaneously could not be my house, because..nothing was the same save for the woods. Everything was great. The wife/mother was my best friend. Her

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you all should think about investing in the purchase of this song. it...might be the best thing that's come out of Grey's Anatomy in a hella long time.It's the widow now that owns that angry plowthe spartan mule and the crippled cowthe fallow field that will yield no more,as the fox lay sleeping beneath her kitchen floorthe stream can't contain such the withering rain,and from the pasture - the

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Yeah, okay, Chakotay. Your "medicine bundle". Is that what they're calling it these days? Find me ONE person in the WHOLE galaxy who wasn't grimcing, waiting for you to whip out your shrinky dink.Anywho - Statistics class is officially OVER for the quarter! I have JUST finished..the LAST math class I will EVER take in my LIFE! This is serious cause for a celebration. And celebrate, I will. Fado

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so there I was, innocently watching CSI and harassing my roommate with random words heard on the television. I'd type whatever I heard...and IM her with them. And this is what happened: Beans08 (8:01:20 PM): trannypurchasefamily disasterPippijones (8:02:33 PM): ...are you trying to say something about adoption?

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Ok, guys. Christmas list. Here it is.(in no particular order) that's it, bbs! I should say that...above all...I DESPERATELY NEED/WANT Adama's sweat suit and Laura's drugs. Cause..in real life, how am I supposed to live without Chamalla? Or without snuggling up in the hottest man alive's hoodie?

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Let's get deep and creative for a moment, hm? And let me preface this by first answering a question which I'm sure will be asked as soon as you read this: No. I did not take any form of any drug at any point this morning. Or ever.Now. Have you ever stood under a bird as it takes off overhead? So close beneath it that you literally could touch it if you wanted to?I was walking to the post

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So - that's the new desktop. Because...I hate Tom Paris. And I wish Janway had pulled her phaser on him. Now she has.EDIT:THIS is my desktop. Cause I couldn't resist the phaser.Connecticut got snow; Philly got sludge. Mom's making snowball cookies; I'm making...special k. I want to go home so badly. I'm so done with the city. I'm over school. I'm over the people here (and that's such a blanket

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Just finished mailing out photos for a client; now I'm waiting for a phone call to tell me that my website is going to be finished today. There are two weeks of school left, but I feel like my mind has checked out already. I can't seem to motivate myself to write this paper (maybe because the subject is the history of money..) and I know it's completely unfair to my partner. I just feel..a bit

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I heart the clock, it's six a.m. I feel so far away from where I've been. I got my egss and my pancakes too, I got my maple syrup - everything but you. I break the yolks and make a smiley face. I kinda like it in my brand new place. I wipe the spots off the mirror, don't leave my keys in the door. Never put wet towels on the floor anymore. Dreams last for so long - even after you're gone.

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"Out yonder there was this huge world, which exists independently of us human beingsand which stands before us like a great, eternal riddle, at least partiallyaccessible to our inspection and thinking. The contemplation of this worldbeckoned like a liberation..."So, the study of relativity rages on. I'm almost through with Hawking (though I think a second and third reading may be required) and

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BETTE!wtf - i'm a day late! that...never...happens.woot!

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So...someone with half a brain, tell me: what else can I include in my kickass portfolio?I've got...Twin ParadoxString TheoryFuture Light ConesSpiral Galaxy as seen by 'observer'and that's it so far. I need more, peeps. This is a PORTFOLIO. Blow me away with your knowledge. Leave me AMAZING ideas that will make me want to send a letter of recommendation to NASA for you. GO.

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here i am. watching ferngully. still not doing homework. talking about inviting kate mulgrew to my grad show to blow her mind with my adoption/space time portfolios. remember like 3 years ago when i had no idea who the frak these people were? and i was still at eastern university, wasting my life? i do.

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like. i wasn't lying when i said i was doing anything but homework.

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I grounded myself. For being a..meddler.Roz invaded my dream last night. We were at the Renaissance Fair and we were trying to out-drink each other. It was fun till she passed out. Then it just got sad.Not much in the mood for writing....I think I'll try and go back to fix my dream.

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So, I'm sitting around, minding my own buisness (still trying to stay warm/alive) - and yes. I'm watching Dumbo. (BECAUSE IT'S THE ONLY THING ON, OK?) And...I..started balling. Why on earth does Disney feel the need to do this!? First of all - those clowns are scary. And mean. And secondly? I seriously cannot take that scene where Dumbo's all sad and lonely, so the mouse brings him to

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