are you james spader? i thought you were awesome in tuff turf!

[princenarumov]

well the illinois dream is falling apart

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[craniumsoftener]

I believe you might be the first person ever to say, "i appreciate the south, i really do, but lady you are drunk and drinking your miller lite on ice." I like that.

miller lite on ice? sounds all to familiar

[faerbs]

i second. by far!
well, guess i had a viral infection. i'll give you a call when i'm at least semi-audible.
perhaps tonight,
harg, i am sick of being holed up with me studies and pushing myself through effort.

the little fuccur with the creepy ringtone

[princenarumov]

still no word from joe, last night i was tripping the gin fantastic, foolish foolish, might cry tears for my tea. i heard a girl say, i love it when people look at my myspace. fantastic!

Re: the little fuccur with the creepy ringtone

[faerbs]

actuala,
i have a case of 'the strep throat'
now i'm all doped up and feel like shit. attempting to go to class, but my arms won't move right when i say 'right!'

my chest feels crushing from the dearth of dreams

[marielagrave]

though it may just be a combination of the japanese novelty candy "chocobabies" and at least a third of a jumbotub of moviepopcorn, i am feeling decidedly morose and unmoored, and am wishing for some sort of touchstone - something akin to your quietude of moss and rain. hopefully, sangrai oranges and teenage cable can provide similar moments of future nostalgia. i encourage you to continue your impressive resistance of all manners of soul-drainage that illinois seems to offer, as it is such a fine opportunity to refine those capacitites in preparation for what as far as i can tell is a lifetime of uncertainty and all too fleeting glimpses of contentedness. not to be so thoroughly sad or anything, after all, the autumn is upon us, stressing the beauty in decay, and when i next see you i am glad to know i can count on your serenity of smiles.

into the zone!

[princenarumov]

like blankets with pockets (or pillows at least), even if the blanket is grey and itchy, there still is all the likelihood that the pocket might have something beautiful or wonderful in it. the meijer budget dvd proved to a most entertaining film, and i think maintained the momentum for the chatty mania where you can't withold from a smile. plus, well i think i'm a whitecollar criminal, and that excites with michael douglas-like glamour. i know you aware of the particular weight that exists with a wistful lens, but always alongside the body of the creature and the power of the spirit. (oh my). the power of the spirit! that prhase makes me think of guitarists and fairgrounds and songs possibly familiar.