[5089] in Central_America
New quotes for Thu Sep 16
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Thu Sep 16 06:40:30 1993
Date: Thu, 16 Sep 93 06:39:38 -0400
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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aleonard (Annette Leonard):
"Oh the kiss! so alcoholic and slow" -- The Cure
* Sebastian and I are bracing ourselves for the upcoming
second-to-last school term
* RIP Sue's maidenhood. 12/24/67 - 10/10/93
* Learning how to rollerblade one of these days (yah, right)
* Hoping the car-fairy will drop a Hondo Civic del Sol on me soon
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hch (Hernando Cortina):
I'm mentally OVERDRAWN! What's that SIGNPOST up ahead?
Where's ROD STERLING when you really need him?
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jcbourne (Juliet C Bourne):
MW 12-1:30 CIS-500 Programming Languages and Techniques
TR 12-1:30 CIS-530 Computational Linguistics
TR 1:30-3 CIS-501 Computer Architecture
T 4:30-6:30 LING-590 Linguistic Pragmatics
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Email is forwarded to: jcb@gradient.cis.upenn.edu.
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Seems you're always out one door when I'm in the other
It's so hard to find some quiet time
Wish that we could spend our lives alone with each other
And never think about the world outside
("Night and Day", Bette Midler, _Some People's Lives_)
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mjdaly (Mark J Daly):
Strat '92 Standings (update Sep 15 - noon)
St. Louis 34 23 - .596
Houston 37 26 - .587
Toronto 24 21 4.0 .533
Atlanta 25 26 6.0 .490
Boston 21 27 8.5 .438
Montreal 20 28 9.5 .417
Seattle 16 26 10.5 .381
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nicholas (Nicholas Tung Chan):
Dorm Address: G428 450 Memorial Drive Phone: (617) 225-9448
Cambridge, MA 02139
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sorokin (Jessie Stickgold-Sarah):
From: At the new moon: Rosh Hodesh
We greet the moon that is not gone
but only hidden, unreflecting, inturned
and introspective, gathering strength to grow
as we greet the first slim nail paring
of her returning light. Don't we understand
the strength that wells out of retreat?
Can we not learn to turn in to our circle,
to sink into the caves of our silence,
to drink lingering by those deep cold wells,
to dive into the darkness of the heart's storm
until under the crashing surge of waves
it is still except for our slow roaring breath.
We need a large pattern of how things change
that shows us not a straight eight-lane tearing
through hills blasted into bedrock; not stairs
mounting to the sacrificial pyramid where hearts
are torn out to feed the gods of power, but the coil
of the mooon, that epicycling wheel
that grows fat and skinny, advances and whithers,
four steps forward and three back, and yet nothing
remains the same, for the mountains are piled up
and worn down, for the rivers eat into the stone
and the fields blow away and the sea makes sand
spits and islands and carries off the dune.
Let the half day festival of the new moon
remind us how to retreat and grow strong, how to
reflect and learn, how to push our bellies forward,
how to roll and turn and pull the tides up, up
when we need them, how to come back each time
we look dead, making a new season shine.
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tamm (Steven L Tamm):
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therese (Therese):
So I'm walking through the desert
and I'm not frightened although it's hot
I have all that I requested
and I do not want what I haven't got
- Sinead O'Connor
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