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I still believe in love.

It's hard to say what that means right now.

I sometimes think I make so much of love because I'm not very good at it.

Working on another letter to someone I have loved and not been particularly good to over the past year.

And, despite all expectations that I had made myself utterly intolerable and inaccessible, today, I still ( Read more... )

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This is the semester that I actually work for the things I want to understand, and break my fingers for what I want to create. I'm done being a bobby-soxer.  (Granted, I'm still taking one course on comics, and another on arithmetically-based relativity, but...)

a mix fit for a king.*

More later.

Love,
a

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( About the Mix )

First day of school. New mix soon, pending the completion of a long-overdue letter.

Stuck in my head:

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Youtube Quote of Choice: "This lady don't stress a song - she makes it mind her."* **

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a

*grammar corrected at my discretion
**ways in which I wold like to deal with most academic/creative/life work

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It wasn't pretty, but now finals are over, I am home, and I can start resetting all the various pieces of my life in order.

That is, if I can find all the pieces.

Everything is madness.

Love,
Tidings,
Tidyings,
a

First time I've listened to Cohen and realized that everything everyone had been saying about his lyrical skill was true.

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a

Working working came across this webcomic if anyone's looking for something silly to distract them for an hour or so:

Romantically Apocalyptic

Oh, and they're apparently looking to make a TV show out of it or something...and they're looking for script-writers AND sound people.

Anyway. Back to finals. 24 pages to go. HERE WE GO AGAIN OKAY.

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a

( A few Lennon videos, a few Lennon remarks...to be edited, added to later. )

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