I like. That works well with what I'd kind of/sort of written.

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I remember hearing that David Boreanaz's casting wasn't hurt by the general tendency of office staff to hang their tongues out and pant after he left the building.

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Teppy, your cousin and his family don't even look real. They're like a magazine ad family.

I remember hearing that David Boreanaz's casting wasn't hurt by the general tendency of office staff to hang their tongues out and pant after he left the building.

Yes. When I read Hec's post about Dean Cain, I was scrolling the rest of the page quickly to post about that. Now I don't need to. But apparently I am, anyhow. Dammit.

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I remember hearing that David Boreanaz's casting wasn't hurt by the general tendency of office staff to hang their tongues out and pant after he left the building.

And, generous soul that he is, he often gave people the chance to appreciate the entirety of him.

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I remember hearing that David Boreanaz's casting wasn't hurt by the general tendency of office staff to hang their tongues out and pant after he left the building.

And, generous soul that he is, he often gave people the chance to appreciate the entirety of him.

Truly, the man is a saint. Bless.

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Teppy, your cousin and his family don't even look real. They're like a magazine ad family.

It's freakish. They're entirely too pretty for the rest of the family. We suspect they're actually pod people.

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I need to see him in person, I guess. Either or both, I think. Because while I see them and think "pretty", I don't want them. Maybe it's different f2f. But then, my taste in fictional/famous people is considered weird by everybody.

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Hi, hello, how are you all?

Back from a day in the salt mines, where I am irritated with Jack London, and halfway wanting to tell my kids "Listen to how racist London is! Poor White Fang -- he should have stayed in the wild and away from ALL the human! Boo, hiss, civilization! This theme is not all it's crakced up to be!"

I am too subversive for books featuring the "CIVILIZATION AND LOVE WILL SAVE YOU" theme.

Or maybe I'm just cranky.

But it's sunny here, and that's great, and my students have started to ask personal questions, which I find bizarrely reassuring ("Do you have a boyfriend? Are you engaged? Do you date?" to which I want to answer "I don't date because guys are stupid. but, no, I'm not a lesbian, and yeah, geeky girls in glasses do get laid, sometimes, so don't worry about being a grown-up, yo.")

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Ok...poem due tomorrow is written. May need some more revisions, but it's at least a draft (all that's required).

Critical response rough draft is written. Not great, but it's a draft. I'll come back to it and revise it later after I get some comments back.

Two poems returned to me last week have been revised. I can turn them in tomorrow as final copies.

Now I guess I have to write my paper for my incomplete. No more procrastinating with actual work.

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But the relief of having it done, vw, will be almost orgasmic.

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