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I missed it but then I found you! You're so fabulous, I'm all proud :)
from Gayle
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1:05 pm - Thursday,March 8, 2001
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did you get my angsty email? i can't send anymore, the server is down. fug.
from denise
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12:51 am - Thursday,March 8, 2001
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Waiting for you to shove your microphone up his nose.... :) You're super! It's exciting. Especially since I was worried I'd missed you.
from em
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10:48 am - Thursday,March 8, 2001
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Ha! You MUST see the tape I have of Ralph interviewing Nardwuar. Nardwuar keeps drawing out his name, like "Ralph Ben-MUUUUUUUUUUR-gi." DO IT! I dare you.
from audra
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0:16 am - Thursday,March 8, 2001
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Just came across your diary bc we like some of the same authors and bands. Another thing to do on intl womens day, if you're in toronto: powerfemme cabaret at the elmocambo, 9pm, a bennefit cabaret for the womens bathouse defense fund.
from rubyruin
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8:06 pm - Wednesday,March 7, 2001
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When are you going to be on? I want to listen! That's super. Except the Ralph thing. Yick.
from em
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7:26 pm - Wednesday,March 7, 2001
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just catching up a bit... the line about the voodoo doll was sheer brilliance. i read it, went back and read it again because i was so impressed at the cleverness of such a thought.
from narcissa
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10:53 am - Wednesday,March 7, 2001
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re unwanted honking and winking and wolf-whistles
i hate those too and i really hate it when some guy says "hey smile, baby" or "you should smile" when i'm deep in thought on some walk or other.
i've come up with a reply. i say either "i would but i just found out i have lung cancer" or "my mother just died...you expect me to smile over that muffafucka" - that usually shocks em into momentary dumbass self-awareness.
from verge
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5:40 am - Wednesday,March 7, 2001
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Ever get that feeling, like you're an adult? Or that adults think you're an adult? Even when you tell them you're a skateboarder? I got my internship and it all fucking rocks.
from denise
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6:59 pm - Tuesday,March 6, 2001
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rage rage rage. I can think of nothing comforting to say. And your run today just reminds me that, with all its joys, spring is a dark season. With it comes 'hunting season' and stalking, slobbering men/boys/jerks. With winter goes my big, comfy 'you can't see me' coat. sigh. Spring is coming. Maybe this year I'll get violent.
from lizzie
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6:16 pm - Tuesday,March 6, 2001
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