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This is probably no surprise to anyone who knew me in high school but until about 3:00 PM today, I was not aware that the mark "D" was still passing a class. No joke. Literally had no idea. I think I was pretty good at hiding how shocked I was when my supervisor told me but really, I needed to sit down!  I was so shocked!  While I was waiting for my iPod at the FedEx office for an hour, I

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I have completed another chapter in my life. I was working at a Starbucks for a year (after leaving Fair Hills Resort) and now I'm off to graduate school in less than 24 hours. I miss my Starbucks family and all my customers. Particularly, the Irishman, Nana nana nana nana nana nana nana nana HOT COP (his full title), Peek and Taste, Raspberry Latte, Dug, and my African Fan Club. However,

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I was looking through an old devotional journal and found this:'... They have it all wrong. Love isn't never having to say you're sorry. Love always remembering to say you're sorry. And Love is always remembering that they're weak too and forgetful and forgiving them before they can ever apologise. I think that's what it's supposed to be. I hope that's what it supposed to be. But I only

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I finally realised that I still had this blog set on British GMT! Changed now!I am so excited about going to graduate school I've already started reading my textbooks.They're boring.But I'm still excited.This is a cartoon of my brother and I. We used to call ourselves Pinky and the Brain because he's tall and laughs a lot and I'm short and bossy.Cheers,Phusaza

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The Rules:1. Driver picks the music.2. Don't leave a mess.3. Wear your suit-belt.Cheers,Henry the 2002 Ford Focusc/o Phusaza

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Dear Sirs and Madams,I am.Sincerely yours,PhusazaInspired by G.K. Chesterton

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We Lord of the Rings Girls have to stick together or those Twilight chicks will get us.Mae govannen.Cheers, A Rather Proud Lord of the Rings/Tolkien Fanatic

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I taught someone how to say beautiful in Tagalog. Maganda. It is the BEST Tagalog word because it doesn't sound silly (like 'pogi/handsome' or 'aso/dog') and rolls off the tongue. Maganda. There's no way someone saying, 'Maganda!' to you cannot be a compliment. You know that shivering feeling you get when you're not cold? That's the power of that word. :-)One of my best mates from high

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I am sitting in the staff lounge. There is a banana peel between the keyboard and the monitor. Bit grossed out by that.There's also a discarded tissue, a used tea bag idling in a glass, a discarded pen, and scatterings of what I think WERE sunflower seeds.So, tomorrow, I leave the Resort for a new life in a new city.I am a bit nervous, lots of sad, and equal parts excited.I calculated it

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I am slowly realising, as I have deferred graduate school (financial stuff), that I am about to... am embarking on a brand new experience: life without school.I mean, that has been my life the last sixteen years. And it feels weird to not know where I will be in two months. I love where I am right now. I love my job. I love the people I work with. I've never been able to say that before

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A crucial part of meteorology is to know that warm air rises and cools.I somehow missed that and got a C on my last exam.Which is a bit like taking a Physics test and forgetting to put the negative sign in with the speed of gravity and everything ends up two-thousand feet in the air.Oops.Cheers,Phusaza

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I suppose that in the end, I'm sort of proud I'm a bad blogger. It's a bit like being rubbish at mass organised murder but in a less infuriating, illegal, and morally inferior way... I think that metaphor got away from me. I refuse to Twitter. I still think it's because I'm "better than that" but really, I don't understand how it works. Twitter was invented to get the Baby Boomers out of

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my city's built on broken bones,the broken bones of the city.-Phusaza

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you and INarcissus et Prometheussame fatesame pridebut never to collide.Cheers,PhusazaP.S. An imitation of "You Fit In Me" by Margaret Atwood about an old friend

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I found a hummus recipe online and adapted it for my personal blender and lack of interest in buying sesame oil. That stuff is expensive.Easy Hummus1/2 cup of the water (from the can of garbanzo beans)15 oz. can of garbanzo beans (a.k.a. chick peas)1/2 cup lemon juice1 tsp olive oil2-3 garlic clovesdash of saltdash of sesame seedsBlend. Pour into container and put in refridgerator.I figured

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Today, in a diversity workshop, we were asked to describe ourselves in three phrases.I chose just one: 'I am a Third Culture Kid.'I think that so much of my perspective and ME comes from that single truth that there really isn't need for me to pick two more.Cheers,Phusaza

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Yesterday, from 10 AM to 4 PM, from 6 PM to 1 AM, I was doing my Linguistics coursework.Wow.And it was actually kind of fun.Cheers,PhusazaP.S. It's Mid-term.

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I think more than any of my previous cartoons, 'Waking Up' requires an explanation. I was inspired to draw this cartoon tonight (thus, in it, I am wearing exactly what I wore today, completely with my brand new tie) because I finally stopped running around campus getting back into a semi-rhythm to realise several things:My grandma died.I am back in M--.It's bloody cold out.I am a RA again.My

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As 2008 comes to a close, I try to decide what the greatest day for me of 2008 was.There's quite a few.  Some personal, some sentimental, but I think a great day comes from spontaneous fun-ness and unpredictable misfortune resulting in a good laugh.  In other words, it must end in a series of in-jokes that one chuckles at for the rest of their lives.The very first day that came to mind was the

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This is an old Christmas message I forgot to push "publish" on."I am currently sitting in the office of my grandparent's house in Bismarck, ND. There is about, oh, five feet of snow outside. It is cold but sunny. Last night, it was snowing furiously.It's Christmas Eve: day. Someone really must make a proper name for such a day. This day also marks the anniversary of the first full week I am

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I saw 'Hamlet' at the Novello Theatre last night.  It was excellent.  And I must say, Edward Bennett as Hamlet was amazing--even if you don't take into account the fact he had to replace David Tennant (out with a back injury) last minute.So, hats off to Edward Bennett.  Awesome, awesome, awesome.And he looks and sounds like a less irritating version of someone I knew back in Mankato.  That's a

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I think people are inherently sinful.It's actually part of my religion because, in my religion, Christianity, being aware of your inherent sinfulness is part of salvation.Today, I met a friend at Westfield Shopping Centre (newly opened) and my friend had an unfortunate accident that required medical attention.She commented to me that I could have left her. It struck me that yes, I could have

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I know I am not the best photographer in the world.  I, ironically, enjoy being in front of the camera more than behind, but I am particularly proud of this image I took in Trafalgar Square last Friday.  I like the light and shadows.  This the Christmas tree, given to London every year by Norway in thanks for its work in WWII.  That's just good form, isn't it?  That's just nice.  I'm a bit

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I went to Worthing this weekend to visit the Taylors.  Simba made a few friends too.

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I woke up this morning at my regular time, 8:50 AM and realized that today was Wed. I had a 10AM class and meant to set the alarm a half hour earlier.I was late.The bus was late.I sat in traffic at St. George's Circus for fifteen minutes.I got to class at 10:45 AM, getting off at St. George's and just running past the Old Vic, etc. past Waterloo, over Waterloo Bridge, past Somerset House to the

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'I feel so alone, I'm dreaming of home...'Someone I love died back in the USA, recently.  She was a Christian so my faith informs me that I will see her again in heaven.  I don't think I'll make the funeral as I am still in London.  That hurts a bit, not as much as I think it is supposed to, but maybe I am hiding behind a British stiff upper lip.To be honest, I have never been able to attend a

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Maligayang Pasko!

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I think my heart broke last night.Walking along Waterloo Bridge, the moon was full, a ferry raced below, its wake creating the illusion of diamonds shimmering. It was cold and I was shivering, but the wind wasn't strong. I could see St. Paul's Cathedral, the Gherkin, Canary Wharf, and Tower Bridge in the distance. The National Theatre--my destination--is a drab building that looks like it was

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I resolved to eat my six-pack of nectarines tonight until the clear leader is called.  Unfortunately, a sudden surge of gluttony, perhaps a result of a poor dinner and the resulting stomach ache, caused me to each the first five within about an hour.It is now 2:32 AM and I've got one left.  I'm starting to not care.  Obama has 200 electoral votes.  Should I go to bed?  Should I leave?The last now

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I went with a fellow IFSA-Butler student (Queen Mary) to Chinatown--I suppose I should mention she's Chinese-American and I'm apparently "F.O.B." We were there to find cheap stuff, bubble tea, and General Tso's Chicken.We did find me a cheap watch (my watch accidentally lost itself in the King's Building loo) and a few cheap scarves. We found the bubble tea (pearl shakes). And we went to

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Same night.  Same time.  Completely different set of folks.  What does one do?I ended up choosing the Dead Parrot Society because when I get back to MNSU, there will be no comedy club.  I kind of feel more comfortable around irreverent comedians being my irreverent self.  I won't have the opportunity much longer, which totally breaks my heart.  I was always the odd one out in InterVarsity and to

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So my initial plan for this wonderful sunny Saturday was to visit the markets around London and take artsy photographs.  I was planning on hitting Camden, Brick Lane, Petticoat, Portobello...Unfortunately, I was out very late last night.  I went to a TV recording of a television show called 'What the Dickens?':  a comedy-panel quiz show over at the Sky Studios in Hounslow.  I wasn't feeling well

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I always liked having a good laugh.  So when I got here to England I decided to join the Dead Parrot Society, the comedy society of King's College London.  I went to my first meeting tonight and had loads of fun.  We did a bunch of comedy games and made up comedy sketches.  Some of those people are uber-talented.  I however, am not and am like a mortal among the gods of Olympus.  I think I'll

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It has been so long since I wrote on this blog, it's rather sad.  Since it would be exhaustive to write all of what I have been up to since I arrived in England, I'll just highlight the top five:Top Five Things I've Done in England So Far in No Particular Order:1.  Visited the National Gallery and National Portrait Gallery in Trafalgar Square There is something unnerving about London because of

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