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"I want to hear Jazz with my eyes closed, and dig my toes into the sand dancing. I want to climb to the summit and yell and sleep under the stars. I want to Laugh my head off and play marbles and sleep in and eat croissants in bed with butter and marmalade and spill coffee and wear lace and trip holding your hand because I am listening so closely."
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But now old friends are acting strange/ They shake their heads and they say I've changed/ Well something's lost but something's gained/ In living every day. Somehow, Joni Mitchell just knows.

so today was an insanely good day, and keeps getting better. one of those feel good days, which i suppose was helped by my belief in karma, but would have been a stellar day on any level. basically it started out with me waking up gloriously late due to a good night out with the group. then i ventured out on what my dad assured me was only a half ( Read more... )

so it appears that now is the time of year when i should be embracing my sentimental side and penning an end of the year, summary type entry. however, it also appears that i have chosen the time honoured and exremely healthy methods of supression and denial to deal with the fact that we are all leaving. thus, i have decided that in lieu of a ( Read more... )

on saturday we found ourselves on bank street bathed in robins blue skies and warm sunshine, eating ice cream and enjoying the sheer idiocy of cocky men passing by in cars. to think that simply calling out "hey baby where you at" to a group of men at a penzoil station (despite the obvious answer to the question) could evoke five or six grown men to ( Read more... )