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[Dec. 9th, 2008|08:35 pm] |
Is there a point where I can't drinky annymore scotchs? |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|01:41 pm] |
I'm going to go for a fly. I have a lot of things to think about and I don't want to. But I have to.
Does anyone want to go out afterwards? See a movie? I don't want to be alone with my thoughts right now. |
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[Nov. 1st, 2008|01:10 am] |
Perfect timing.
I plan to be very busy for as long as this lasts.
( Navi ) |
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[Oct. 12th, 2008|07:17 pm] |
Who's going to come drinking with me? |
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[Sep. 1st, 2008|02:16 am] |
In fairy tales or folk legends, knights always go off on these sprawling epic adventures and quests, and nobody gives a shit what happens to them in the end. They finish and go home and the story wraps, or they die. If they go home, we never know what happens to them.
I'm not saying I'm a knight or a hero. I'm just saying at the end of a lifelong quest? You get bored and you drink a lot and you start to wonder if it was worth it at all. Then you just take a nap.
Wouldn't make for very good endings to epic poems. Better to leave Ulysses sailing off and leaving his son in charge. |
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[Aug. 7th, 2008|08:45 pm] |
You know, it's a sad state of affairs when London and New York are showing up Miami in terms of insanity.
Come on, guys. Leave the crazy to we heatstroked and underdressed senior citizens. |
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[Jul. 9th, 2008|09:56 pm] |
So I've been living in an abandoned cathedral, reading books and playing guitar, and it suddenly occurred to me that it's been close to two months since I've been outside.
Who wants to give me a reason? I'm very entertaining. I can do card tricks, and fold people into origami shapes. I am feeling useless and urbane, and I only go out at night. Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year--or man, or woman. |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2008|10:14 am] |
So, um, I have NO IDEA how to pick out a wedding dress, mostly 'cause I don't really wear anything that's not casual. Or intended to be worn around fingerpaints and Play-Doh (which smells SO GOOD I would wear it as perfume).
Anybody want to help me pick one out? Katya, we could go together! Toki, you could... get candy! OR A MALL PRETZEL. |
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[Jun. 26th, 2008|09:45 pm] |
It's really fucking hot.
And I'm wearing a tie.
Okay, I'm really gonna need to strangle someone in about ten seconds if I don't find out what the fuck is going on here. |
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[Feb. 8th, 2008|12:50 pm] |
What the fuck? I'm...not dead?
Fuck! |
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