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[luckylove]

Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer
in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is
taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl
mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not
raed ervey lteter by it slef but the wrod as a wlohe. ceehiro

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[corriel.livejournal.com]

Déjà lu.

[clubgirl4u.livejournal.com]

that made me smile as I read it with no problem. I would have posted a reply in same manner as your post but I am lazy ;) hehe

[luckylove.livejournal.com]

Did I post this before? I don't remember very much about the last couple of weeks. I went manic again over the weekend. I remember that. I moved all my CDs from the living room to my bedroom. I have a new flatmate and I don't know him that well. I managed to move the IKEA CD tower thingy from the living room to my bedroom in one go. I've never been able to lift it before. I've always had to drag it. See what being manic can do to you.

[luckylove.livejournal.com]

The night I moved the CD tower I moved the CDs too. But I decided it was too slow to walk with them so I put my rollerblades on and carried them that way. At half past midnight a friend phoned. He'd had a few drinks so I invited him over. He sort of helped me finish tidying the flat and clearing out the spare room for my new flatmate. We had fun. We got hungry after a few hours and made chinese noodles with grated cheese and salad cream. He left at 4am and I didn't get to bed until 8am. I was up again at midday and still manic. I phoned a few friends and was nuts on the phone then Mum took me home after bringing my new flatmate in from Dunbar. I managed to act 'normal' in front of my Mum. After dinner I went out to one of the folk festival venues with a couple of friends that I'd phoned. They'd promised to 'look after' me. They looked after me. I thought I was a sea goddess and could command the waves. They thought it was hilarious. After the gig we went to a friends house. She was having a load of musicians round for a jam. On the way there I ran down the jetty to the rocks to get to the beach. Then I screamed and ran back cos the rocks were covered in slaters. I hate creepy crawlies. I'm still trying to get the rest sorted out in my head.

[tanesmuti.livejournal.com]

I believe they are correct, as I read that without incident.

[benji.livejournal.com]

tahts ohw I awlyas psell. I dno't egt it.