From: Julia<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Simplicity ..<BR>
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The word belies its luxuries…<BR>
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You and I<BR>
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In a still room<BR>
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Curtains breathing like a newborn.<BR>
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Your eyes tell me the words<BR>
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I already knew..<BR>
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But I thank God you know them too.<BR>
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Your fingers trace the curve<BR>
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Of my hips.... <BR>
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And I discover my smiles<BR>
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Neither end nor begin <BR>
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In the corners of my mouth….<BR>

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From: Misti<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

I finally finished my screenplay! Yay! Thank God there are five Red Dogs in the fridge! 
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From: Gala<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Misti---are you nuts?<BR>
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mojave, get that girl some Cristalle fer pity's sake!<BR>
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Red dog won't do for this occasion!<BR>
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From: Rainin'<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Misti,  did you get board with 'Candy before Bedtime'? What a Pity, it started off with so much promise.<BR>

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From: Chris Lake ([email-masked])<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

erin--<BR>
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'a letter to him'--good stuff! And yes, you should send it! Carpe whatever and alla that...<BR>
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Rainin'--<BR>
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We all know I can't be entirely objective about Ms. Rainwater ('cause I'm in looooooooove with her!)...but really, is attacking her your calling in life or something?<BR>
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From: Galadrial60<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Okay Troops----Wake UP!<BR>
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      Madison, Kev, Misti, Megs, Calypso, Toklas, Mojave,<BR>
and that Slacker Wench Dee----Up and At 'em! Enough wool gathering for one season---Summer's almost here, and it's time to rock, my friends---Guppy, you too!<BR>
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      Crystevin? Heartsong? Even you Kirk---I want to hear from y'all...it's time for Gala's Questions! So line up, get your pencils sharpened---and get ready for the challenge!<BR>
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       It so happens that i believe that love is form of magic we all have skill in, to greater or lesser degrees. We're heading into the sultry season----balmy nights, dragonflies, lightning bugs, skeeters, and the small miracle of actually looking up in time to catch the wonder of a shooting star...add love to the mix and whammo! Summer romance, Summer love----<BR>
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       1. Is summer a high or low season for your heart?<BR>
Do you heat up, or fizzle in the hot days of July?<BR>
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       2. What is your very best summer memory, featuring someone "significant"  (All Caps)?<BR>
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       3.  What is the very best thing to do with your love?<BR>
A private picnic to a lake at midnight? A moonlight swim in a quarry? Getting stuck at the top of a ferris wheel for that first real kiss?<BR>
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PS---As always, I will answer my own snoopy questions---but you guys have to play too!<BR>
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From: deevaa<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

I don't have to play cause it is WINTER here... summer love? pfftttttt!!!!! &lt;giggling and dashing off&gt;
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From: [email-masked]<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

send me peoms it would help me a lot i would love to see them <BR>
thanks your friend josh
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From: Madison<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

2.  The Summer Memory:  We woke up early, and I opted for an unpremeditated road trip to the beach.  He was just a little nervous and it showed; taking off with no hotel reservations, and he, unaccustomed to impromptu jaunts across Texas.  By the time we had the t-shirts and sunscreen in the hatchback of my sports car, he was breathing quite easily. <BR>
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I'll never forget the evening sky the night we drove up to the water's edge.  It seemed to stretch out even further than the horizon.  The sandy beaches he left behind in Seattle were rocky, jagged; this was new territory for a northern man.  The sky and the ocean looked exactly like an Elvis Presley velvet painting from our small bed of dug out sand.  It really did.  As disgusting as an Elvis Presley velvet painting can be, I will testify right now that when one is painted across the sky and sand and ocean just for you and your (love), it is a breathtaking masterpiece.  A museum quality memory.  "Angel Man", from the Nov '99 Love Blender edition, might give you a little more insight into my personal best Summer in question, but Gala, if you think I'm going fill in the rest of the blanks…..... not :)<BR>

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From: Megs <BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Gala love--- I sent a little email and to get back in your good graces and since I am in SUCH a summery mood...its BEAUTIFUL here...I thought I would answer ya.<BR>
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Summer is the highest of high seasons.  I am always so blissful and lovey and oh so much easier to get along with in the summer.   From my very first 4-H camp flings to drive in movie dates to picnics to skinny dippin' *devilish grins*<BR>
I think summer IS prime for romance...<BR>
Best summer love memory would be a candlelit night by a waterfall with strawberries and chocolate and love under the stars...a divine ending to a nighttime drive we took last summer *sigh*  <BR>
Favorite warm weather activity for love? PICNICS of all shapes and sizes.  If you aren't too hungry have an ice cream picnic.  Or just laying under a blanket looking at clouds...I am all about the bonding moments that happen in the warmth of the sun.  <BR>
Can y'all tell I am PSYCHED for summer?  Or am I giddy that my finals are nearly over?<BR>
I miss my email buds.  <BR>
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Kisses- Megs
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From: Megs<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

Misti...oh Misti---<BR>
You killed off Papaw (sorry to anyone whom I have now ruined the ending for) WHAT??? No no no we couldn't have a totally happy ending.  I am sad.  Please write a new ending just for me where Papaw lives *grin*  As sad and disappointed as I am I loved the ideas in the last few scenes- the small deaths we die and then the everyone waiting for us in the end.  <BR>
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Even Papaw :)<BR>
Anyways I will drink a toast to Candy Before Bedtime if you drink a toast to my finals *kisses*<BR>
Megs
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From: Kirk, Blender-Keeper<BR>
Date: 2 May 2000<P>

The New Digest should be out this weekend--<BR>
Lately I've been aiming for the first weekend after the start of a month- theoretically that's so I can regard ALL of last month's works; honestly it's because I'm a procrastinator... <BR>
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Anyway, getting to that interesting summer question...<BR>
in general I don't recall a seasonal pattern to romance. Though I do enjoy seeing all the skin of cute people in tanktops. I really miss that over the winter!  (Yeah, that's not strictly romance, but hey.)<BR>
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For some reason my strongest associations with summer and romance go back to high school, staying up past everyone else in order to get a bit of privacy, the thrill of facets of physical romance that you had never experienced before... (and that's with not losing my virginity 'til years later)<BR>
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So I guess all in all, summer brings out the physical in me. There's a passion associated with the heat.  And somehow the long days add to it.
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