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my imagination is always on vacation

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Ice-cream is exquisite - what a pity it isn’t illegal
— Voltaire
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I got some troubles but they won’t last,
I’m gonna lay right down here in the grass,
And pretty soon all my troubles will pass,
‘cause I’m in shoo-shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo-shoo,
Shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo Sugar Town.
Sugar Town - Nancy Sinatra
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Nothing is beautiful; man alone is beautiful: all aesthetic rests on this piece of ingenuousness, it is the first axiom of this science. And now let us straightaway add the second to it: nothing is ugly save the degenerate man - within these two first principles the realm of aesthetic judgments is confined.
Twilight of the Idols - Friedrich Nietzsche
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Prejudice is the child of ignorance
— William Hazlitt
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Erinnern
das ist
vielleicht
die qualvollste Art
des Vergessens
und vielleicht
die freundlichste Art
der Linderung
dieser Qual

To remember
is perhaps
the most painful way
to forget
and perhaps
the kindest way
to assuage
that pain

— Eric Fried, “Vielleicht” – Perhaps
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There was a young man from Japan
Whose limericks never would scan.

When asked why this was,
He replied “It’s because

I always try to fit as many syllables into the last line as ever possibly I can.

— The Anti-Limerick
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break

feeling fine on this two week hiatus from college.

just got an ABN for a new job.

finally employed again!

lazily enough, a typical workday requires sitting around at home, googling random shiz in my PJs… say what?

someone’s paying me to do this? insane.

fingers crossed it works out.

after about a year of serial cheapskate antics, it’s time to buckle up and save.

then maybe next year, it’s time to rack up some frequent flyer points… :)

still happily lounging about,

anna

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The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone,
That never mused on sorrow but its own.
— Thomas Campbell - The Pleasures of Hope
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Happiness only real when shared
— Christopher McCandless
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eye of the storm

the worst part of the story comes to life.

again.