From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #45 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Sunday, February 6 2000 Volume 03 : Number 045 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: Would you like to be a sister site? [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: ~inventory--installment two~ [shivergirl ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2000 20:28:37 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: Would you like to be a sister site? Do you have a website? On your website, do you have sister sites? If you answered yes to both, please email me. I'm looking for people with good sites to be sisters with. Right now I am re-doing my website on a server WITHOUT pop-ups or banners (jumps for joy), now I'm adding sister sites. I already have one. The one site looks very lonely. Email me if you are intrested. Thanks! (yes you can be a guy and still be a sister site....) Rebecca ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 05 Feb 2000 22:31:25 -0500 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: ~inventory--installment two~ + i eat steaks and especially fat, and i enjoy the rush of a chocolate high; i think it's cute that the chips always try to hide from me. i'm older than my sister, and my parents have only been around a couple times compared to me. i love the smell of cooking being cooked, but i'd make a terrible domestic. i'd rather drink root beer and pink lemonade, but not simultaneously. flowers always die when the reach me. kids make my child laugh, but too much time alone depresses her. i am afraid of heights. i am addicted to running my hands along walls while walking. and i hate nuts of any kind, except in human form. my anxiety state goes through the roof eight months out of twelve, but i really wouldn't change it, even if being neurotic isn't cool anymore. i have never cared for nail polish or excessive add-ons, or even jazz; but i adore lipstick and necklaces that people touch. and don't forget the image of me in the glass. i like big rooms with small books and majestic windows, and two pillows seem to do the trick these days. i like typing because it's my way of being tori amos. i don't believe in 30, 000 gods; it's hard enough understanding one. i haven't phoned him in a while, but i still have the number, just in case. it's around here somewhere. and my girl-child, if she ever comes, will go to church, but maybe not on sunday. but i believe in easter. i love shivers and yawns equally. my birthstone isn't the prettiest, but i'm not either. topaz is warm enough for me. diamonds only make me lonely. and i don't know if i believe in forever bands anymore; gold circles that stop suddenly. what if my finger grows out of it? i wonder if it already has. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #45 *********************************