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?? x 365 11. Nancy H. [Mar. 29th, 2008|11:17 pm]
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You emptied my plastic garbage pail for me after the infamous "tequila til sunrise" party with West 6, and didn't hate me when I crawled to your room in the morning (minutes later, but I didn't remember that) to complain about the spinning walls. You were bubbly and fun, you were as amazed by my 4 weekly assignments as I was about your end-of-term essay (singular). You were proud of being a virgin. I was interested to learn that oral sex didn't count. Thanks again for rinsing out the garbage pail.
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?? x 365 10. Fiona G. [Mar. 29th, 2008|11:13 pm]
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Pulling yourself away from the long-time HS boyfriend, you found a new fellow, someone with as English a name as your own. I was honoured that you asked me to be your matron of honour and loved my pretty periwinkle dress; I was a little disconcerted that those wedding day tears seemed so real. You never contacted any of us bridesmaids afterwards, moving quickly onto your new life. Hope it was a good one. Were the wedding photos nice?
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?? x 365 9. Mrs. L [Mar. 22nd, 2008|08:52 pm]
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You were my piano teacher for less than a year. My family was posted westwards and I left you, moving on to yet another teacher. I remember how you encouraged me to "really feel" the music and how you were known to "really feel" the music SO MUCH yourself that you would be moved to tears. I thought less of you in my ego-centric newly-teenaged head.
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Really getting into the x 365 thing [Mar. 20th, 2008|11:31 pm]
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I suppose I should explain that I'm not picking a precise number of words for all my people - I'm too new, too inexperienced to be able to corral my thoughts into 45 little chunks. So you're getting what you're getting, internet. Or as I like to think of you, abyss.

Is anyone out there?

Anyhow, I'm getting into this and enjoying the challenge of creating a small snapshot of the individual and their effect on me.
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∞ x 365 8. GC [Mar. 20th, 2008|10:24 pm]
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You are happy and joyful and wholly unplanned. But a lack of premeditation on my part in no way negates the joy you bring into the life of all who know you. You are, and I tell people this often, the best surprise I've ever had. You love and are fearless with it. I worry sometimes that you are too good to be true. Tonight you opted for bed and the loss of all your screens rather than eat 4 minuscule pieces of chicken. But not after wailing that I never make anything you like and why do I always have to make your life difficult? It's my job, I told you. Tomorrow you will have forgotten that you are angry with me and, unable to stay angry, you will love me again.
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∞ x 365 7. man with dreads [Mar. 20th, 2008|10:16 pm]
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I used to see you often, striding down the trail that ran beside my old house, your long winter coat flapping in the spring breezes. Your hair,long and tangled; no comb could tame it, scissors the only solution if, indeed, such a solution were ever sought. Your hands, black with months of accumulated dirt. Sometimes you would be muttering angrily, sometimes grimly silent, but never joyful, never easy or relaxed. I have seen you many times in the years since - you were eating a meal in the banking machine antechamber while I was withdrawing money. It was cold outside and you seemed to be enjoying your can of mushroom soup (Campbell's) and some sort of fast food in a wrapper. I was glad to see you in from the weather. I suspect there are many nights when your accommodation is less temperate. You have been curled up in a doorway as my quartet of Victorian carolers strolled by. I wonder if there is Christmas joy for you.
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∞ x 365 6. Angry man at Café [Mar. 20th, 2008|10:05 pm]
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You came in and demanded a slice of bread like the one I had just toasted for my lunch. We don't sell bread by the slice; I was using up leftover sandwich bread from lunch. After you gestured peremptorily at the loaf, and said "I want one of these - here!", I cut 2 slices for you. Macho man that you were, you stood there resolutely holding your plate, and demanded a third slice. I could not reach your plate across the wide table and so I tossed the 2 slices onto it. Perhaps it was 10 inches of air before they landed on your plate and I went back to cutting your third slice. Then you erupted. "I don't want bread from you - you are rude! I will tell your boss!" before you stormed out the door, leaving my stunned. But that wasn't enough and you came back to ask me how I would like it if you tossed my pizza, lifting and dropping the pans as you passed by, or my bread, lifting and dropping a loaf. At last you retreated and I spent the remainder of the day thinking of what I could have said to you.
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∞ x 365 5.Brent C [Mar. 20th, 2008|07:50 pm]
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I was 15, you 16. You were an acolyte at church and when I joined that elite group (the first female!) we fell in together. You drove me places, I attended one of your gigs. We played "O Holy Night", a wondrous duet of Saxophone and piano. We kissed and then, miracle of miracles, we were dating. Drives, hanging out at school, after church! At youth group! Or at least I thought we were. Then there was the day you ignored me in the hall, looking right through me as you walked by, refusing to answer me when I demanded to know what was wrong. Frantic notes were dropped in your locker in vain. My mother never forgave you for breaking my heart. I later found out that the minister had been accused of inappropriate behaviour with the acolytes, boys of course. I wonder if that was it. I'll never know.
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∞ x 365 4. Wayne O [Mar. 20th, 2008|07:43 pm]
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You were an attractive kid with your dark curls and quick grin. I was sure you were after my beautiful friend, when you met up with the 2 of us and stayed to chat all those times. But eventually, either she telegraphed her disinterest (you were shorter than her) or you liked my bountiful 13-year old chest, but you and I ended up together. My first boyfriend. It was all hot and heavy for the first part of the summer - together we made it to 3rd base and built many fond memories of time at the beach. But then you went away and my heart was broken. Alone! Desolate! And then I heard how you had committed the cardinal sin of talking to your friends about me, how you planned to "do more" with me. I wouldn't speak to you when you returned. I don't remember if you were hurt by that. I felt empowered.
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∞ x 365 3. KC [Mar. 20th, 2008|07:38 pm]
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You are a puzzle and a delight to me, even as I rip my rapidly graying hair from my head in frustration. At your birth, you rushed precipitously into the world, eager to see what all the fuss was about. The moment it ceased to meet your expectations (T + 75 minutes), you let everyone within earshot know about it. Nothing has changed. Today you are tenacious and bold. You agitate for what you want; you don't take no for an answer ever. You like to help others, you like to learn. But with me you want help and attention and often more than I have to give. I wish I had more for you. You are awesome. You will rock the world. I hope you take me with you.
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