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 Rebecca's Profile |
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| Age: | 35 years old |
| Sex: | Female |
| Location: | New York, New York |
| Country: |  United States |
| Height: | 5' 4" |
| Last Login: | May 28, 2009 (210 days back) |
| I am Here For Friends. | |
About Me |
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| Yuppie, rivethead, pop music junkie. Curious about people. Cynical, analytical. Enjoy silly humor, though I think the best comedy lately is American politics. .. MySpace Profile Editor | |
My Interests |
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I'd like to meet:Objective individuals grounded in reality. |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | Single |
| Smoker: | No |
| Drinker: | No |
| Education: | In college |
| Occupation: | Litigation Support Analyst |
My Blog |
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Supporting the Scene |
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| Four or five years ago I had a chance to see Martin Atkins from Pigface do a spoken word and DJ set. Some band had been scheduled to play that night, but wasn't able to for some reason. Ma... Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 18:27:00 GMT |
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Quotes from the Human Race |
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| The collective intelligence of the human race can be a beautiful thing. Someone recommended to me once that if I hear someone say something that I particularly like, that I should write it down. I'v... Posted by on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 08:32:00 GMT |
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See the cat? See the cradle? |
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| Excerpt from Kurt Vonnegut's "Cat's Cradle":My soul insists that I mourn not a man but a child.I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor a... Posted by on Sat, 13 May 2006 09:36:00 GMT |
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Composting |
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| "Composting" is a term I picked up from a book on writing called "Writing Down the Bones." Our human experience has to filter through our thoughts over time before the words come clear. I know I hav... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
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Writing |
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| Last night I went to Powell's Books to pick up some books on writing. There were rows upon rows to choose from, and I didn't know where to start. I finally picked four and headed into the coffee roo... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
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