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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Sunday, December 11, 2005. I'll be out of the coutry for a couple of weeks. Here's a treat for ya The Shining re-enacted by bunnies. Mused margoshka on 12/11/2005 07:46:00 PM. Get Your Cyborg Name.
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Sunday, January 08, 2006. 2006 is gonna be good, aight? Ya got that, bub? My New Year's Eve this time around was just SO much better than last year's. Which is all I wanted - just an improvement. I didn't need fireworks or anything. Mused margoshka on 1/08/2006 05:09:00 PM. Get Your Cyborg Name.
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Sunday, January 29, 2006. I don't feel so good, pain in the neck - literally. And I really don't feel like having the flu right now. though if I were honest with myself, I'd say that I feel like I'm getting the flu right now. And my mommy's so far away. Who's gonna fix me a nice hot bowl of chicken soup, huh? No one. That's who. Its colder over there than it is here! In the immortal sentiments.
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Friday, May 23, 2003. Words mumbled ring so untrue. These hours spent waiting. And watching this game. Baby, it just aint the same. I'm missing your gaze,. And your touch,. And the sound of your name. On my lips,. Light touches of fingertips. And the doubts that were erasing. Are now standing up. As I'm facing this evening alone. With thoughts, and wishes, and the phone. I halt in my pursuits.
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Sunday, February 16, 2003. Snow so soft, frame so wide,. You fly in disguise,. But why you trying to hide? You're there plain as sight. Chiseled and ready the statue stood tall. Careful yet steady, my grace did not fall. As i mumbled and stumbled to him. Such strength and such beauty what a gory sad might. I grow away from you. Your unbelievable trusting gaze. Your need that burns within. Little ...
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Wednesday, March 15, 2006. My list of qualities desired, required, and admired. Funny, makes me laugh. Nice to look at, makes me smile. Good kisser, makes my heart shiver. Driven. gotta be driven by something, for something, toward something. no use just staying in one place all the time. Doesn't need a mommy. has a functional mommy already in his life. Good manners (see above re: quality mommy).
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Margoshka contemplates, ruminates. meditates on life, love, basketball, poetry, choice, and the lack thereof. Monday, June 12, 2006. Every town has a character. New York has a character all its own. New Yorkâ New York City is like the best lover you ever had. That sexy redhead with the worst temperâ that hottie who keeps breaking your heart but you canâ t help letting back in. The one who can make you feel so good you forget about all the troubles in the world. New York has a pulse. U pay so much of mone...
