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Monday, 25 July 1864

Warm, cloudy ― wetty. Rose at 7. ―

After much delay & indecision, I posted 2 letters, to Taylor, begging him to send the 7. Packages to Liverpool, & to have all the furniture sold. 114 more words

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Friday, July 25, 1969

Busy day. Called Annie. She’d had fun last night with Cassie + Bill + Mom Michels + George (not Alma) Told me to send the charm to 66th St. 265 more words

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Everything Is Something It Isn't: First Lines

My creative writing professor assigned us to pick a first line from his favorite novels and write a small paragraph (a diary of the sorts) using it. 195 more words


The Profoundness of the Simple

The air conditioning unit is a-whirling again and the air is too cold for me without my trusty old coat. It’s actually itchier to wear now, but I’m not even sure if this is a fact, or just a figment of my all-too-gullible imagination. 352 more words

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Sunday, 24 July 1864

This regular irregularity of pain!

Rose at 8 ――. Cooper’s little girl still lives: ――― a great misery for these poor people.

I coloured 6 more Cretan drawings & penned out one ― before 1. 241 more words

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Times Of Refreshing

Just wanted to share the ethnic dishes that we were served earlier! Simply, exotic, deeeelicious and healthy! :)

(My apologies. This post is not timely. My BlackBerry kept timing out, hah!) 6 more words

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Thursday, July 24, 1969

Winnie’s B’day.

Apollo 11 home safely

Up at 5:30. A two egg breakfast this morning. Whee! Dick off about 6:20. I watched an early morning TV show on Black heritage + crocheted the ends of all my squares. 178 more words

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