I have long since held that four wheel drive turns people into idiots. I formed this opinion in high school, and apparently, it is still true
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Moved again- same city, new house. This one's much bigger- stairs even, as though that marks a hallmark of living. As if I take up so much space as to need to extend upwards toward the heavens. I do not, but i enjoy sitting amongst the trees. I enjoy the top of the bamboo forest, it's clack clacking against my window as it's leaves carry it up
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In the past year I seem to be following up on my wanderlust quite easily. In in San Francisco now. I enjoy the noise, the business, the whole of this city, a sprawl of human effects in every direction for as much land as they could take or make, but perhaps only because it is temporary
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Somehow, if often escapes my attention that the fact that I obsessively read my friends page does not translate to actually posting anything myself. Whoops
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I live with someone who watches with sheer delight the trashy, downward spirals of folks such as Brittney Spears. It's a zone that is completely quality-free and panty-free far more often than is really appropriate
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