My cap is gone forever. Tragically, my pencil was used by another and in the transaction or the action it flew away and hid, never to be seen by me again.
posted by Byran @ 4:21 PM
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the by-log
A log of the days and times of Byran Smucker: a happily-married, left-handed, tenor-singing, fair-thinking, Jesus-believing, familyandfriendsandchurchandfootballandbasketball-loving, graduate student in Statistics and Operations Research at Penn State, who’s a Mennonite to boot.
Friday, August 13, 2004
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- I'm being taught these days, by God and by others....
- In the graduate school application process, a pers...
- In other HUGE news, my pencil cap was lost, but no...
- Leaving
- It's hard to write on demand, you know? Take my...
- My, my. I haven't been so dry in the blogging dep...
- So we're watching some nine-year old family video ...
- Compromise
- My pencil cap, it's all gone. Languishing somewhe...
7 Comments:
Awww.... :..( My condolances.
Lauren
"Tragedy: never ending Tragedy: this is a Tragedy: drink Pepsi, Tragedy: we're talkin' Tragedy...."
I must say, Darin, I don't follow. Not hip enough, I guess...
I must say I'm not surprised. It's P.D.Q. Bach. Oedipus Tex. And no it's not a hip thing. But check out the site: http://www.schickele.com/. You'll get a charge out of it.
what's really sad is that you got more comments on that than on your longer post.
You're contributing, anon!
People have enough deepness in their lives, they look for relief, they respond to frivolity and lightness! That's my theory.
Tom
that's good.
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