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oh, yes.
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this is not a food blog.
pear popsicle
this is not a food blog.
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liz
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2009
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April
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historiography of/on/around this internet
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February
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dear readers
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2008
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November
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oh, yes.
hell yes. of course we can.
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September
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it's not what's in your pants that counts
one of the boys
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August
(1)
portland, portland, chicago
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July
(2)
thirteenth september, nineteen forty
poets laureate
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June
(3)
orangedrink
cover art
the future is now
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April
(5)
delightful things happen
clueless
anne carson, jane kenyon, audre lorde, et al
stop word
his name is my name, too.
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March
(2)
imagine me an aging spinster
swoon (not like lovecraft in brooklyn)
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February
(2)
again, just a link
two days late
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2007
(41)
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December
(1)
collector of books
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November
(3)
false start
not quite fiction
memes
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October
(2)
seriously, what the eff?
so, so many
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September
(5)
one word
password
eurydice, lost
fashion
startling
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August
(4)
the bittersweet
in french, the word for vacation is always plural
cinematic
break 'em
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July
(5)
shhh
aww
binge and purge
pine
speak, memory
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June
(7)
triumph
the story of my life
mauve
a provocative novel
live birth
burn, baby, burn
genre fiction
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May
(5)
awesome
at sea
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April
(2)
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March
(6)
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February
(1)
LibraryThing takes up all the time I should use for blogging
what else i'm reading
Book Inscriptions
Bookslut
Feministe
Go Fug Yourself
Maud Newton
Pandagon
Passive Agressive Notes
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