Which is why I probably don't know your second cousin who lives in Bakersfield.
Or even your friend in San Francisco.
Or your mom in San Diego.
Or your crazy uncle in San Quentin.
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can't be bothered.
Sometimes I have a lot to say, and sometimes I don't have much to say at all.
can't be bothered.
Procrastination Station
Blogroll
- (Former) Alter Ego- ProgressiveU
- (Former) Alter Ego- The Daily Clog
- 1984watch
- Back from the dead because stupidity is.
- Dooce- It would be really great to have her job.
- Fellow Berkeley Ex-Pat/Coffee Addict
- I Hate Everything- secretly loathing its conceptual clarity
- Sometimes I keep tabs on old professors
- Yaman- Touching touchy subjects coherently
Me, Myself, and I
- kfed
- The rants and raves of an annoyed and probably still single UC Berkeley alum, destined to be an old cat lady. Or a stage manager, which is basically the same thing.
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- Still accepting valiant praise
- SLAPP in the face
- It shouldn't be this hot before noon.
- Oops, I did it again
- Give me money, or just read my blogs
- This coffee mug
- At least I probably offend everyone equally
- California is a big state
- Why didn't anyone tell me I had a typo?
- First Amendment, blah blah
- Some people just can't hold their arsenic
- Why is Europe cool enough to have separate Vodka, ...
- Missed opportunities
- Morning People
- An email from my sister
- Wise up
- What's a Mormon Ringtone?
- Things for which I am grateful
- I'm not evil; I just don't get it.
- Life lessons
- Day late, dollar short
- Ruffling Feathers
- Selling Out
- It's a small, small world.
- Summertime, and the livin' ain't bad
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