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Some people think I'm hiding. It's rumored that I've died. But I'm alive and well in Tennessee.
Timothy's tid bits
places Timothy dilly dallies
- A Rhetorical Question
- abigail, she wrote
- Catalytic
- Crazy Texas Mommy
- Cupcake Bake Shop
- Easy Street Prompts
- Generation Y'all
- Jenn's Baking Blog
- Little Epic Against Oblivion
- Michelle Underwood
- Midwest Teen Sex Show
- Poems, Prose, Or Parody
- There's Just No Telling
- Union, Trueheart, and Courtesy
- Wordamour
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2008
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January
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- Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?
- The Perils of Publishability
- At the Party with the Law Students
- So, why haven't you been posting, Tim?
- Birthday Blogging
- "Bright tumors, rooted in the dark"
- Huckabee, Taco Bell, and Turning 23 (not Japanese)
- Writing About Writing
- No title
- Off-beat Survey from Wordamour
- So Long, Smartie Pants
- If I could have anything in the world...
- 2007 Archies
- Reflections on '07, Resolutions for '08
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January
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5 comments:
How is it that she is sociable, shy, and outgoing? Does that make her dynamic or conflicted? ;)
if she's anything like me, as she's supposed to be representative of my soul and all, it makes her both. i was kind of disappointed that my soul is a raccoon named trina. i was hoping for something a bit more exotic, like a meer cat named sultanfus, but i guess we don't have much choice in these matters.
Ooooh, thanks for posting this, Tim. What fun! It makes me wish I'd followed through on my plan to read the series over break. Instead I read stupid Cormac McCarthy and crit on Stevens and hymns.
My daemon is a female tiger named Androne. Apparently I'm assertive, competitive, modest, and shy. If only we could harness the power of this compass for poetry.
I don't understand how I'm apparently shy and outgoing. That doesn't seem to work. I'm willing to venture that I'm the least shy person I know, but whatev. You've definitely got a cooler daemon with a better name than mine.
I got the raccoon, too. I don't know how the hell that happened.
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