Music can have peculiar effects on me. As I've detailed here recently, I am not particularly musically inclined, nor have I until recently even really cared that much about music. But music has always had an emotional effect on me more than most other people, I think, probably because I am prone to other random feelings of intense emotion. For
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So it turns out that dead skin rotting on your body smells really really bad. It makes, say, socks you wear over dead skin for hours on end inside a sweaty boot stink with said smell
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I just finished watching the entire series of Arrested Development for about the fourth time - although it was my first time through it again in about four months
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I got an unexpected package in the mail the other day. Inside the ubiquitous Amazon.com package was a shrinkwrapped bundle and an invoice for three titles: Straight Jobs, Gay Lives, The Strategy of Conflict, and Kicking and Screaming. It turns out it was a birthday gift from my brother.
I just watched Kicking and Screaming. By Jove, I wish I had
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These past two days have been honestly trying on my mind and what others would term my soul. I spent most of yesterday reading an account of World War I as seen by the average British army man, and the rest of the day and today digesting it
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I did manage to time my sleeping on the flights so that my schedule was pretty well-in-tune with Shanghai's time zone, but evidently I underestimated the power of travel because I found myself in bed until 3:00pm local time today. At that point, at my brother's urging and my own reluctant desire, I got ready to wander out into the city - but not
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