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to sleep, perchance to stumble

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Inadvertently I stumbled (back) upon stumbleupon , which has totally rebranded itself to fit in with this age of content curation (as opposed to the practice of drunken stumbling, nearer and dearer to our hearts). Behold: MY USERNAME AND PASSWORD WORKED ON FIRST CLICK! We're talking 5+ year old shit. These are the things that I found: Also, just wanna share the first two pages that SU sent me to after I spent 5 years ditching it: The beautiful Quijote interactive edition , whose existence I was made aware of as a student of Castilian (and which therefore I never pursued). zombie font , where you can "say it in zombie". nuff said. 

Menarche: Archaisms and More!

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menarche (n.) 1896, from German menarche (1895), from Greek men (genitive menos ) "month" (see moon (n.)) + arkhe "beginning" (see archon ).   That is to say, the time of a woman's first menstruation. Please, let Wikipedia educate you: When a Japanese girl has her first period, the family sometimes celebrates by eating red-colored rice and beans ( sekihan ) . The color of blood and the red of sekihan are not related*. All the rice of ancient times of Japan was red. Since rice was precious in ancient Japan (usually, millet was eaten), it was eaten only during the celebration. Sekihan is the tradition of an ancient custom. The celebration is kept a secret from extended family until the rice is served.  In Australia , the Aborigines treat a girl to "love magic". She is taught the ways of womanhood by the other women in her tribe. Her mother builds her a hut to which she confines herself for the remainder of her menses. The hut

buck wild-er

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buck wild;   more buck wild;   most buck wild fortis/e;   fortior/ius;   fortissimus definitely fortissimus this literally looks like angriepymyge

What Would Angriepymy Say?

A poem of the interior data of Angriepymy. Nary a datum has not been mined for this pleasure. ('Credit': www.what-would-i-say.com)   Hanging with Caggie Dunlop nbd my brain hurts one day i'll marry a man with surname complainypants, and it fuck that looks like your hair most mornings conjoined beagle is going to expect an answer like you you were sorely missed during our halfassed attempts at how quickly Rachel רחל חנה Polsky's monopoly skills Hey alex it's a man with surname complainypants, and her friends bad about my name is this why do i shall pass the hours contemplating wendy contemplating wendy contemplating lung cancer Animals at strip clubs 10! she burnt up a very stick up his noble son Jesus Christ for all Socrates > Plato > Bushwick takes longer than jetblue no honey no, rachel Hannah, i was in the rest of a dick i got photographed eating mcdonalds chicken nuggets on the chain!

TMD: A Pymy Production

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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Truly,_Madly,_Deeply " Truly, Madly, Deeply is a 1990 British fantasy music drama film made for the BBC 's Screen Two series. The film, written and directed by Anthony Minghella , stars Juliet Stevenson and Alan Rickman . " Fantasy. Music. Drama.    

Where there's a Will there's a Jewess

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things that linkedin is telling angiepymy to do

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baby clara's personal assistant

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Remember the 4-week-old infant that I helped rear? Well, it's six years later, and the times, they have a-changed. This is really happening: Angiepymy can't breathe.

[IRL] Announcements

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1.    Good news! Now we may comment freely (again). Angiepymytu descended into the bowels of "advanced" (read: hidden) blogger settings and eliminated the unwelcome presence of Google+ from this exclusive blogging soirée. Paranoia, be gone! 2 .     The blog now uses Disqus which is better anyway for several reasons. One benefit is that, if we wish to migrate VP to Wordpress or (less likely now) to the post-Yahoo! Tumblr, then all our comments and other data clutter are entirely - and easily - portable. 3 .     W e have ourselves a new domain name , which was 100% free via  this cool thing . Just another step forward in the great migration away from Google ! No trail of tears here. (There might be blood.) [Some further reading on the new  shared endorsements in advertisements  feature of Google+ and on Google's troubling  use of pixel tags .] Signed with a grain of sea salt,