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Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in sotomax's LiveJournal:

    Tuesday, March 14th, 2006
    4:21 pm
    What's your favorite....
    Beverage (non-alc) ?passionfruit juice.
    Color ?all!
    Food ?sushi. ice cream.
    Item of clothing ?probably the clothes I got in Bali.
    Meal of the day ?dinner, because things have been finished
    Feature on yourself ?smarts, compassion, sense of humour.
    Quality in a guy/girl ?smarts, compassion, sense of humour -- a smiling face and a good figure
    Phrase ?"What to say?"
    Song ?hard one... Towers of Dub? A Rainbow In Curved Air? Hiroshima Mon Amour?
    Musical Artist/Band ?The Orb or Terry Riley
    Sport ?
    Movie ?overall Touch of Evil -- but these days it's "NIGER: Magic and Ecstasy in the Sahel"
    TV Show ?The Simpsons
    Radio Station ?CKCU
    Type of Chocolate ?exotic
    Eye Color ?grey
    Do you/Have you ever....
    Have any pets ?I had two lovely cats for years.
    Have any piercings ?nope.
    Have any tatoos ?nope.
    Cheat on a boyfriend/girlfriendnope.
    Gone skinny dipping ?yes.
    Been to Europe ?lived there.
    Been to an island ?sitting on one right now.
    Had stitches ?yes (see below)
    Broken any bones ?no
    Been stabbed/shot ?I've been stabbed but only shot at.
    Slept until after 12:00 ?noon or midnight?
    Stayed up all night ?yes
    Hooked up with 2 people in one weekend ?no comment
    Turned down a dare ?can't remember.
    Would you ever....
    Eat pizza with chocolate chips ?on a lark.
    Kiss someone of the same sex ?already done.
    Cheat on someone you love ?no (by definition)
    Run away from home ?no
    Lie to your parents ?um, who hasn't lied to their parents?
    Lie to your boyfriend/girlfriend ?no (modulo little white lies of course)
    Lie to your best friend ?no
    Run from the police ?sure
    Bungee jump ?wince. I wish could I say yes but I'd probably wet myself.
    Sky dive ?sure, he says, gritting his teeth.
    Cross dress ?already done.
    Be an exotic dancer ?already done (a little)
    Walk out of a restaurant without paying ?no
    Scuba dive ?yes
    Go rock climbing ?already done
    Go spulunking (caving) ?yes
    What do you think of when you hear....
    Eminem ?yawn
    Bologna ?meat
    Hott ??
    Orange ?Buddhist monks
    Real world ?no thank you
    Jack ?too general.
    Cucumber ?bland
    Hip-Hop ?dull
    Uniform ?facism
    UniCORN ! ?purity and myth
    Rainbow ?beauty and illusion
    Clown ?possession and masks

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    Thursday, January 20th, 2005
    12:48 am
    the torch will be passed
    http://www.guardian.co.uk/uslatest/story/0,1282,-4742231,00.html

    Mysterious Fan Marks Poe's Birthday


    Wednesday January 19, 2005 12:31 PM

    By KASEY JONES

    Associated Press Writer

    BALTIMORE (AP) - The mystery man was dressed for the cold rather than tradition, and some spectators were not quite as respectful as in years past. But for the 56th year, a man stole into a locked graveyard early on Edgar Allan Poe's birthday and placed three roses and a half-empty bottle of cognac on the writer's grave.

    Jeff Jerome, curator of the Poe House and Museum, who has seen the mysterious visitor every Jan. 19 since 1976, gathered with about 20 people Tuesday night to glimpse the ritual.

    ``It was absolutely frigid,'' Jerome said of the sub-20 degree temperature.

    No one, not even Jerome, knows the identity of the so-called ``Poe Toaster.'' The visit was first documented in 1949, a century after Poe's death.

    This year, the visitor arrived at 1:10 a.m. in a heavy coat and obscured his face with a black pullover, Jerome said. He was not wearing the traditional white scarf and black hat.

    ``He put the roses and cognac at the base of Poe's grave and put his hand on top of the (tomb) stone. He paused and put his head down,'' the museum curator said. He left after about five minutes, Jerome said.

    The visitor's three roses are believed to honor Poe, his mother-in-law and his wife, all of whom are buried in the graveyard. The significance of the cognac is unknown.

    People who stand vigil usually respect the visitor's desire for anonymity, which, along with the visitor's quick moves and the cover of darkness, have kept his secret well.

    But this time, some spectators ``created a nuisance,'' Jerome said. Some entered the locked cemetery; others confronted Jerome after the stranger had departed and demanded that he reveal his identity.

    For decades, a frail figure made the visit to Poe's grave. But in 1993 the original visitor left a cryptic note saying, ``The torch will be passed.'' A later note said the man, who apparently died in 1998, had passed the tradition on to his sons.

    Poe, who wrote poems and horror stories such as ``The Raven'' and ``The Telltale Heart,'' died Oct. 7, 1849 in Baltimore at the age of 40 after collapsing in a tavern.

    Bethany Dinger, 32, first became fascinated with the writer while doing volunteer work at the Poe House in high school. Wednesday was her third time watching the ritual.

    ``It's always amazing - you know it's going to happen and then it's just wow, he's here,'' she said. ``We're just so in the moment - there's no talking'' while the visitor pays homage.


    see also http://www.cthulhulives.org/CoC/screening-lg.html
    but also http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/1931044023/theanomalist/104-7228532-9284723
    Wednesday, January 19th, 2005
    11:43 pm
    five things
    monkeys are very like humans.

    there is no "now", just the set of all times before now.
    everything you experience is in the past, which is the
    open interval of all points in time before "now"
    ( -oo , now )
    an interval which does not include "now".

    "perhaps mankind is water's way of moving from place to place?"

    children are small gods but the practical pressure of competition
    introduces pathologies into their societies, their caregivers and
    themselves, to a greater or lesser extent depending how lovingly they
    are treated by their families.

    the official version of the story of 9/11 is a lie,
    though I do not yet know what the true story is.
    Tuesday, January 18th, 2005
    10:33 pm
    in the beginning was the word
    and the word was LiveJournal, and we looked upon the LiveJournal, and we saw that it was good, and lo, we multiplied in our numbers as the grains of sand in the desert.

    and the children shouted and sang and a joyous noise rose on high.
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