tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post8172778623966607283..comments2023-09-11T22:55:01.527+08:00Comments on As I Was Passing: TranscendenceJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-84744486210123450392007-08-28T23:31:00.000+08:002007-08-28T23:31:00.000+08:00Marge: You're a member of the tribe, dontcha forge...Marge: You're a member of the tribe, dontcha forget it.<BR/><BR/>Antonia: I know, there's a void, you pick up a book, not just any book, just the right book, and voila, the answer...<BR/><BR/>Pinky: Yeah...Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-60871085951435630562007-08-28T17:41:00.000+08:002007-08-28T17:41:00.000+08:00yeah baby!!!! :Dyeah baby!!!! :Dthat girl in pinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00827715906918424496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-21579535430760430212007-08-27T23:43:00.001+08:002007-08-27T23:43:00.001+08:00thanks, jenn, for the quotes. they really strike h...thanks, jenn, for the quotes. they really strike home, don't they? and isn't it interesting how words will find their way into our lives just when we need them the most?Annettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05686032142029561158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-72708660803629981742007-08-27T23:43:00.000+08:002007-08-27T23:43:00.000+08:00I kept typing one response after another. Backspac...I kept typing one response after another. Backspace, backspace, delete, delete, delete...<BR/><BR/>Sigh. Good one, Jenn. <BR/><BR/>I wish for more genteel times. I really don't fit in to this Blackberry-toting, designer-baring, hyperpop world.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-53790859809746356102007-08-27T08:50:00.000+08:002007-08-27T08:50:00.000+08:00Nessa: That's why you're such a hot blogger...:)Bo...Nessa: That's why you're such a hot blogger...:)<BR/><BR/>Bo: You! You didn't need me to justify your existence - you always knew you were right and the rest of the world was wrong...Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-5435050436574113982007-08-27T02:54:00.000+08:002007-08-27T02:54:00.000+08:00well, my existence feel justified now. thanks jenn...well, my existence feel justified now. thanks jenn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-65627017550590257442007-08-26T18:27:00.000+08:002007-08-26T18:27:00.000+08:00Now I know what's wrong with me. No one I know per...Now I know what's wrong with me. No one I know personally believes this. I live in a dessert. I am crying.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.com