i'm thinking of an americana/punk song with the lyrics "by the grace of god go I". it's not flogging molly. the candence is: "by-the-grace-of...GOD-GO-I!!" with "god go I" being shouted, and then i feel like that kicks into the chorus, which speeds up. possibly fiddle involved. any takers?

sometimes, things just work ( Read more... )

i'm so close to being finished. conclusion on one essay, works cited. another essay, the condensed history of berlin in 2 pages or less. yeah, that's a brilliant idea. ask for a detail description of berlin from the weimar republik to the present, and then put a 2 page cap on it. i hope being really, really vague and making broad, sweeping ( Read more... )

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i just want to know why everybody leaves me.

jeff's girl broke up with her boyfriend for him, and they're on their way to being a couple. after nights of advice, nights of him confiding in me and crying, sharing music and stories and me trying to tell him to forget about her and move on , or to find patience and wait it out...it's all over. they both can finally have what they wanted. he ( Read more... )

the day before winter quarter and fuck if i'm not forgetting EVERYTHING i need to do.

TASKS:
wash sheets/duvet cover
finish misc. laundry
clean and vacuum bedroom
color hairclean out purse ( Read more... )

i spent the day in berkeley today, indulged myself with good indian food, coffee and cigarettes in the company of a friend who continues to be an inspiring facet in my life. i am happy, or, i am convincing myself of it. he said to me today, you might as well give up on being happy and just start enjoying unhappy things. i have not yet decided if ( Read more... )

i think it was, by far, the best yet. there is something special about the childhood, santa-filled christmases, and though i miss those days of innocence, i am equally fond of the way things have become now. this holiday was quiet, unassuming, filled with a relaxed happiness i haven't felt in a while ( Read more... )

i am on vacation from school now. it's hard, trying to find things to do to fill my time. i've been sleeping late and reading novels now that i have the time. i'm nearly finished with a tree grows in brooklyn; it's beautifully written and the story, in all of it's sadness, has a way of making me happy ( Read more... )