I don’t even think they can diagnosis it, but the medicine is making me kind of loopy.

“I've become so numb / I can't feel…”

“You don’t hate yourself. You’re annoyed at yourself.”
Don’t you understand our angst expression by now? The fact that I don’t have that lost iPod any more is the way she knows I still don’t have a time machine.

Dimensionally unique.

I’m pulling a you.
I’m pulling a you pulling a me.

No Shame tonight: 10pm Women’s Building, Olin 2.
Good chance of drama.

“CRAIGSLIST MEDLEY”
or
“I FEEL SO CLINGY”
a one-act play within a one-act play in two acts
based on the play
“CRAIGSLIST MEDLEY”
by
LAURA CASTANON
adapted for the stage by
DANNY BRAVMAN and MELISSA DUCHIN
for
NO SHAME THEATRE
at
WASHINGTON UNIVERSITY
in
SAINT LOUIS
on
JANUARY 23, 2009
starring
FOUR GUYS
FOUR GIRLS
and
ONE LUCKY AUDIENCE MEMBER
with special guest appearance by
SATHYA SRIDHARAN

Lala Excalibur.
Symbol of Camelot,
Sword drawn from stone, and then
Truth’s battle cry,

Wielded each season for
Teleological
Cause: This we shall live through,
They, you, and I.

Futurus Quondamque.
Arthur, enlightened rex,
Student of Merlin, who,
Come what-a-may,

Uberdespondently
Cries an impassioned plea:
“Make me a hawk! Let me
Fly far away.”

Vanitess Nicoless.
Guinevere, Arthur’s queen,
Lover of legend, the
Virtued coquette,

Explores for herself an
Unhypothetical
New proposition: To
Nunnery, get.

Ferrumfer Sinister.
Lancelot, Arthur's knight,
Friend of a friend of a
Mate of a mate,

Lays him a chivalrous
Intercollinear
Line down, to perfectly
Triangulate.

Bitter cold.

Guiltless in madness lurks
An untaught quirk:
Trying rebound outlaws berserk,
Which isn't going to work.

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Drop a penny on the ground, pick it up yesterday.

“Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes…”

Some classes are slept through, some are late for, some are startlingly walked out of because forget this, some classes are wingmanned for hungry 4-dimensional reptiles.

Some like to sit in the first 3 rows, some in the back 3 rows, some in aisle seats, with independent preferences well and good. Yet the confluence of individual opinions can affect the tardy, who can’t take a seat in the back, who can’t duck into the front, who can’t slip down a row, who can’t even climb over to reach the empty seats in the middle.

Lurking into law.

As tempting as giving Calypso a mouse with a broken right-button as a toy would be, as even she should realize that a mouse totally looks like a mouse, having her associate cords as the tails she instinctively wants to claw will be regretful.

I have a problem with not dealing with my problems.

“I have a very deep relationship with cashmere.”
Isn't it actually a shallow relationship? Purely physical.

The attraction in reading horoscopes is retrospective rather than predictive, so that insight might be found in analyzing what has just occurred, not in trying to divine what may yet. As such, their inclusion in Cosmopolitan is appropriate.

Possible results of cleaning a room
1) You straighten
2) You throw things out
3) It looks messier

What about, ‘It gets clean’?
No.
<simultaneously> No.

“Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need…”

A role-model, being not superlative, minimizes suboptimal action in a given context which heroism would transcend. A hero is without flaw in action, unable to be emulated. Both depend on deed; uncertainty and indecision counter the type of directed prominence to which a young child might hope to aspire.

“…Holding out for a hero…”

There’s a narrow window between recognizing the status symbol and realizing it’s just a status symbol.