January 2011
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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
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Hodgins: Unidentified particulates. The two sweetest words I know.
Cam: I don't even want to think about your pillow talk with Angela.
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I’ve grown to see the philosophy of my own mistrust.
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Fantastic blog. →
An awesome girl on YouTube named Emily sent me the link to this blog. It’s an anthropology professor at UNC who talks a lot about forensic anthropology and reviews episodes of Bones through a scientific lens. I’m definitely going to go back a read old posts of hers when I’m less tired!
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“He’s sweet on you. Makes him brave.”
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We’re running on sex and laughter. The only thought involved is when we order...
– Angela, Bones.
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New Zealand pictures. →
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Fauxliva ruined U2 for all of us.
– Walter, Fringe 3x11.
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