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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 5 months ago
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Rage Against the Machine - Guerrilla Radio
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i-am-rmt · 2 months ago
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Tell me in no uncertain words what you meant. Say it loud and clear for me. For yourself.
@nosebleedclub prompt Nov. 2 "afterword"
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msbarrows · 2 months ago
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Been procrastinating on these posts again, but determined not to do what I did last year and skip posting for pretty much the entire month of November. So have what little I can reconstruct of the last few days!
Nov 1 - Gamed and crocheted. On my own for supper so I had tuna fish salad sandwiches.
Nov 2 - Ditto yesterday except supper was cheese toast with dill pickle.
Nov 3 - Finished crocheting the sweater, yay! On to crocheting scarves again. I'm toying with the idea of sending the brother & SIL a box of assorted handmade scarves for Christmas and telling them to just share them around with the niblings plus her family, and give away/donate any that no one wants. Would give me an excuse to buy a bunch of different kinds of yarns in different colourways to use up.
Unexpectedly fancy supper; leftover homemade borscht from the freezer with (supermarket) pierogies, fried onions, and sour cream, with some black bread (that I baked today) and cream cheese on the side.
Also I am amused, I just went to see what little I had posted last November, and on Nov 3 of last year I also ate homemade soup from the freezer.
Nov 4 - Cleaned the shower stall. Excitement. Worked on a scarf using a self-striping white-pink-blue yarn I'd picked up while still working on the sweater (why yes that'd be appropriate colours for one of the niblings).
Hauled a log of the vegetable lasagne out of the freezer for supper.
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buildoblivion · 1 year ago
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FALLING DOWN MEN
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shingekinomyfeelings · 1 year ago
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This beautiful and very old Sugar maple on the Smithfield Historical grounds. My pictures really don't do justice to how huge it is. We've destroyed so many of our truly old trees, to say nothing of our old growth forests. I'm glad trees like this are still here, but I hope in the distant future there will be a lot more.
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sixbucks · 2 months ago
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KD Lang, b. November 2, 1961
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Happy 62nd, k.d. lang.
1992 photo by Jill Furmanovsky.
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tea-blankets-andstars · 2 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIRIUS BLACK
ICONIC FROM DAY 1
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theladwhoisweird · 2 months ago
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November 02 in Blacks and Candles
( 2021 - 2024 )
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2024
It's an accidental annual thing.
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mistfunk · 2 months ago
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Mistigram: I know, you're thinking "Oh, Halloween was two days ago, time to move on" and AdeptApril is like "sit down and shut up, for November 2 I draw a graveyard." We're into sudden death overtime here, observing Plan Your #Epitaph Day in #ANSIart.
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incognitopolls · 1 year ago
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 5 months ago
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Rage Against The Machine - Calm Like a Bomb
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monicadeola · 1 year ago
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msbarrows · 1 year ago
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Nov 2 - Did a bunch of cleaning in the kitchen today; removed everything that was easily movable and vacuumed the floor, plus cleaned the exteriors of the deep freeze, fridge, bread maker, and portable dishwasher. Repaired our bread cutting board, which is made (more or less) of wooden dowels over a wooden crumb-catching tray. Two of the dowels had come loose from the headless nails holding them down, so I pulled the old brads and replaced them with some slightly larger nails with actual heads that were floating around in the junk drawer (meant for putting up drywall panelling iirc, but also a good size for the bread board).
Did toad-in-the-hole and buttered corn for supper.
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buildoblivion · 1 year ago
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SHIPPED GOLD STANDARD!!!????!!!!
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shysheeperz · 2 months ago
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cinematicnomad · 3 months ago
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THE TERROR ▸ 1.10 we are gone
crozier finds a seal hole and sits before it. he binds his thighs with cord to keep his legs still, settles his breathing, and begins to wait in perfect silence with his harpoon. in no time, the boy is sleeping against his leg. crozier watches and waits. he may be here a long while. but he has learned these last years to be more still. more patient. and quieter. quieter even than the snow. END.
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