| Wednesday, January 23rd, 2008 |
| 9:42 am |
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| Thursday, March 15th, 2007 |
| 8:22 pm |
i'm thinking about getting a used vw passat. does anyone have any experience with one or know anyone who has? i've been trying to research them online and it's hard to get a clear picture of how reliable they really are. Current Mood:  tired |
| Friday, July 7th, 2006 |
| 12:39 am |
"To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it." -Kurt Vonnegut |
| Thursday, July 6th, 2006 |
| 2:55 pm |
"Perfectionism is the highest order of self-abuse" - Unknown |
| Wednesday, July 5th, 2006 |
| 1:54 am |
"The unconscious psyche believes in life after death" - Carl Jung |
| Monday, May 15th, 2006 |
| 11:32 pm |
i don't like anything right now. |
| Thursday, January 5th, 2006 |
| 1:01 pm |
I've come here every day these past few weeks, wanting to say something, wanting to put down my thoughts here...but, I always write a few things, think they look and sound all wrong and self-centered, and then just close the page out... I don't know when I've been this depressed/self-hating...I just wish I could change things...If I didn't have my baby boy, I don't think I'd stay... |
| Friday, December 9th, 2005 |
| 5:45 pm |
In a haze, a stormy haze,
I’ll be round, I’ll be loving you always,
always
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| Friday, November 25th, 2005 |
| 12:16 pm |
Sunrise like a nosebleed
Julian and I spent the day with my mother's side of the family in
Marietta yesterday. It was noisy and crowded as usual, but nice
all in all. My aunt has a new deck and one of those outdoor wood
heaters, so I spent most of the evening out on her new deck, looking up
at the stars.
I've been having bits of synchronicity lately. Last night, on the
drive home, I was in the backseat with a sleeping Julian, when I heard
the radio announce the station's name and then there was a second of
silence. For some reason, I thought, maybe they're going to
play U2. and then the first few lines of "Trying to Throw Your
Arms Around the World" started playing. I love that
song so much.
.... |
| Tuesday, November 1st, 2005 |
| 10:53 pm |
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| Wednesday, October 26th, 2005 |
| 6:35 pm |
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City
I do believe I've had enough
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| Friday, May 27th, 2005 |
| 9:15 pm |
I hear the drizzle of the rain Like a memory it falls Soft and warm continuing Tapping on my roof and walls And from the shelter of my mind Through the window of my eyes I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets To England where my heart lies My mind's distracted and diffused My thoughts are many miles away They lie with you when you're alseep And kiss you when you start your day And a song I was writing is left undone I don't know why I spend my time Writing songs I can't believe With words that tear and strain to rhyme And so you see I have come to doubt All that I once held as true I stand alone without beliefs The only truth I know is you And as I watch the drops of rain Weave their weary paths and die I know that I am like the rain There but for the grace of you go I |
| Wednesday, May 25th, 2005 |
| 6:47 pm |
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| Wednesday, January 19th, 2005 |
| 3:47 pm |
I really would like to believe in Karma, I really would. However, all evidence seems to point to its being a sham. |
| Monday, January 3rd, 2005 |
| 6:42 pm |
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| Thursday, December 23rd, 2004 |
| 10:28 pm |
Strange Magic
Who knew that Etta James could go so well with ELO? My older brother makes the finest mixed tapes, I swear.
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| Saturday, November 20th, 2004 |
| 6:46 pm |
Jumped in the river, what did I see? Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt |
| Monday, November 8th, 2004 |
| 9:27 pm |
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| Friday, June 11th, 2004 |
| 3:49 pm |
The motif of Kerouac was "The sacredness of the world. This is the only time we're gonna be here, so it's not shit at all and it's not negligible. This is it. And if this is it, what could be more sacred? So you better appreciate it now, while it's here." - Allen Ginsberg |
| Wednesday, May 19th, 2004 |
| 11:17 pm |
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