tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post2319229569111349369..comments2023-11-02T02:36:58.544-07:00Comments on A New Career In A New Town: PrognosisANCIANThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09285364186147332858noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post-64672803838705757012010-01-21T05:21:02.122-08:002010-01-21T05:21:02.122-08:00Well I acquiesce in but I about the post should pr...Well I acquiesce in but I about the post should prepare more info then it has.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post-80283329450963087772010-01-19T03:51:54.315-08:002010-01-19T03:51:54.315-08:00Genial brief and this mail helped me alot in my co...Genial brief and this mail helped me alot in my college assignement. Thanks you for your information.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post-11010258715908794892010-01-15T06:18:48.558-08:002010-01-15T06:18:48.558-08:00I will not approve on it. I over polite post. Spec...I will not approve on it. I over polite post. Specially the title-deed attracted me to review the sound story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post-8766330070712722102009-12-26T16:38:31.197-08:002009-12-26T16:38:31.197-08:00I keep listening to the news speak about getting f...I keep listening to the news speak about getting free online grant applications so I have been looking around for the best site to get one.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938931586617910694.post-38539624718987788242007-07-30T01:50:00.000-07:002007-07-30T01:50:00.000-07:00"Prognosis" describes much of what I felt, pacing ..."Prognosis" describes much of what I felt, pacing the lawn, cigar in hand, on a Monday night, waiting for you to discuss pages now lying in a drawer that is the only remnant of my old desk. When one smokes a cigar, ways to foreclose on some working man's mortgage, of course, spring ever to mind, my thoughts harmonic with those of Massey, by half a teaspoon the finest among my fellow chortling oligarchs. <BR/><BR/>Wait, what? Ah, yes: Auden. Well, I have read far less of him than you have done, to be sure, but my sempiternal* affection for <A HREF="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-i-walked-out-one-evening-3/" REL="nofollow">"As I Walked Out One Evening,"</A> my favorite poem in the English language, a fact which unnerves my wife as surely as a dodecahedron shatters the porcelain composure of your sister-in-law. Who probably isn't really human, and who anyhow has no time to read blogs of even the most sparkling brilliance.<BR/><BR/>Juliana Hatfield hates me; add Tisiphone to her and Natasha and when they catch me you will have a fine bowl of a dead idiot's blood blackening beneath a crescent moon; and no, Bryan, you cannot have my Quirk, Greenbaum, Leech, and Svartvik, nor is there ever a good reason to use the word "crepuscular." You crumple-horned git.<BR/><BR/><I>Alas, how quickly the gratitude owed to the dead flows off, how quick to be proved a deceiver.</I><BR/><BR/>*This is the stupidest word ever.Sebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02897192617824413929noreply@blogger.com